innocent

 

when you have deconstructed me

the loss will then so startlingly

make your heart burst

for I give you my curse

 

loves leaves you hexed

as I depart, a reminder

of who you reject

 

understand

that you will never hold my hand

or that you can't

 

hear me quip

that taste of revenge

would be sweet on my lips

 

close your eyes fast

as tears start falling from them at last

With no relenting of your pain

I know this end was not in vain

The End

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