The Anger To Digest All Your Hate

 How the lies fascinate me,

how your touch makes me dry reach,

purposefully betraying,

every word you say,

suffocating tomorrow,

with the lust of yesterday,

I creep and I crawl,

over floor and over wall,

my blade buries deep,

in a home made for one,

you made me a joke,

you made me your fool,

but now you see the real me,

 just before you fall.

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