Poem Number 10: Your Fault

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Your Fault

It's your fault
That I am here

You betrayed me
And I had almost stopped
You

I held you back
But you broke through

A rage of pure fire
As you tore through me

I sit now
Alone
Because of you

A box of cold cement
Surrounds me

The light above me
Flickers

And I await
My fate

They sentenced me
To Hell

And all because of you

You guided my hand
To the valves of blood

And I plunged

Not I,
But you

And my dear
Friend

It's your fault
That I am here

And it's your
Fault that I am
To
Die

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