how is it that the horror of your actions never came to light before me?
heaven knows i asked for your redemption.
a good reason behind your ridiculousness.
but all i got was "it wasn't just you".
so, since the skies have parted
and in its reveal, i find you
making my life a living hell,
i'm breaking the bridges
that brought you to me again.
you've brought this fiery fury
to the surface.
now, i get to watch the world burn with you in it.
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Wasted Trees and Words Unspoken
Poetrya collection of things that may have been better left unspoken.
