I would always find a reason
to hate you;
A desire to burn you.
I'll laugh as I blow away your ashes
& repeat the crimes you've done in phrases.
My words will mix up the wind
and shall fly away with your remains.
I'll wrap your memories
with my fury
and box it in torment.
I've lost my life under your sins
and I've wasted what was left of it
in rage.
I let you rule me
even when you couldn't
and led my life in your context.
No forgiveness shall ever befall you again
I've promised myself that
But still your works have power over me...
Why can't I let you go?
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The Truths of a Liar
Poetry"She is sane, no matter how trapped she feels; if anything at least she is braver in pretense." All the poems I upload are written by me over the course of a few years (and still going). Highest Rank 1st April, 2018 - #61 (Not an April fool's joke �...
