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A dark, gothic style poem. |
| How does it make you feel, To know you have turned my heart to stone? To know that your words and actions Have made me into this creature I am today? How does it make you feel, To send me to my grave? To know that you pushed me over the edge, Into the fiery abyss below? How does it make you feel, To see this monster you created? To know that your gentle touch and menacing words Slowly changed my blood into acid. How does it make you feel, Knowing that you have ruined my life? The constant wondering...can this be real? Could you have created this fiend? How does it make you feel, To know that all of this is true? To know that all of my pain and suffering Was caused by you? |