THE DAY WE MET

You've aplified an evil in me
and left jagged scars on my arm.

The reason for you
is a note
i cannot decifer
and an angst
i cannot hold.

Although your ghost walks with me
forever in chaotic passion,
i can't help but think
that i hate you.

Your voice was the choking grip
while the way stared kept me in my place.

I want you to suffer,
much like i did
cuase the day we met
was the day you
unknowingly
crushed my heart.

Poem by norskie

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