I don't think you understand
that I would've done anything for you
but if you give me a choice
I would go the other way
yet be conflicted inside
because I would've died
to see a glimmer of an approving glance my way
I just wanted to make you happy
or at least close
do you understand that?
if you don't,
let me make it clear
I would've allowed you to slice my skin
put a gun to my head
to leave abusive bruises on my body
to threaten my life itself
my way of existence
you're probably asking why
"why would you want that, even allow that?"
because I loved you
so violently to the point I would kill
if someone was giving you trouble
I would've done something about it
something fatal and serious
how did you not see it?
see the unquestioning loyalty I have
the possessiveness I harbour
all you had to do was ask
but you never did
not even once
how can you say you know someone
when you don't know the depths
of their behaviour towards someone else?
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The Devil's Love-Ridden Abuse II POETRY Second Edition
PuisiAsh stains on my jeans you're still on my mind cherry on my skin you're still there pain doesn't block you out freezing hands shaking body withdrawals from your warmth butt burning my fingertips burning my lips dying to feel you again strike the...
