The one who cuts

She knows how sharp her words cut through me. Yet she does not cease. She knows how I long for peace. Yet she does not let me sleep. She knows my disdain is true and tried, yet she does not hide her pride. She knows these things because I tell her. For no secrets are left unshared. 

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