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Rated: E · Poetry · Dark · #2192524
Pain by betrayal
My pain is something you hold......

My pain is something you stole....

You swept it up all at once...

Leaving me such a dunce....

It was blind, but in your hands I didn’t mind....

Yet whoa was I to find...

You with another at lovers lane line...

Whispering tenderly into each other’s smile....

Like glass shattering to the ground my heart wept a vile.....

Bubbling a crisp pop as your lips seduced one another’s in temptation...

While I stood afar in damnation...

For now in your hand that you hold.....

Is my beating nucleus drained cold...

An with this pain I can’t bear...

Behold death I do stare...

For I shall carve out my core...

And hope it reaches your shore....

As the knife pounds against the floor.....
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