They only hit until you cry.
After that
you don't ask why.
You just don't argue anymore.
Yes I think I'm okay:
I walked into the door again.
Well, if you ask that's what I say.
It's not your business anyway.
I guess I'd like to be alone,
with nothing broken, nothing thrown
Suzanne Vega
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