Hate
See my face.
The swollen eyes, the raging tears. Your deadly words are my greatest fears. You
spit them in my face like one does to the rotting hell-bound earth; your violent arms
thrash me against the wall to prove of my deficient worth. My hateful eyes see only
you, your words like venom that poison what’s true. Your tainted hands have
touched my heart. And now forever broken, to always be apart. You dirty, rotten
man! Touch me one more time!! See what will happen, because you will never be
mine.
Copyright © Amanda Broomhall | Year Posted 2011
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