Heavy
today more of your evil thoughts
were revealed to me
and I am heavy with sadness
that you live at all
your life has no meaning
satan
is your friend.
you have killed a good man's heart
and wrung him dry
his mother weeps
you
her worst nightmare
walks free
never done
as her son struggles to find
anything
real again
damage
done is irrevocab le
in your cunning way you bled him
everywhere he was tender
a true nightmare
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