Quiet my weeping

You say you don’t mean to be, mean to me. How you don’t wanna break this pot of gold. But lately you make me feel like a backup plan. If it’s your heart you’re guarding, it’s mine you’re breaking. If it’s your friends you’re protecting, it’s this fragile pot you’re breaking. Tell me if I’m a disgrace to you, when I have battered my heart for you. I, like a condemned woman rising to your blows and breaks. Reasons, excuses, like relentless labor to reveal burns on this injured heart.

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