the fire
of a thousand matches
fuels my hatred
as i stand there
and watch you
cheat
lie
steal
your way
to my heart
leaving nothing behind
but a slow burn
in my soul
when your crimes
catch up to me.
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PoetryIn which tiny snippets of time are cut and pasted together. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Poetry #30 (29/01/19) © 2019 evethespy. All Rights Reserved.
slow burn
the fire
of a thousand matches
fuels my hatred
as i stand there
and watch you
cheat
lie
steal
your way
to my heart
leaving nothing behind
but a slow burn
in my soul
when your crimes
catch up to me.