Hell Is a Start
Why are you here
Inflicting pain
Shut up, disappear
Do I entertain
I hate you so
Why do you stalk
I’m no quid pro quo
Do not try to talk
This is my house
Go on just leave
You are not my spouse
With the lies you weave
What have you left
But my burnt heart
You’re in hell for theft
At least hell’s a start
Copyright © Justin Street | Year Posted 2010
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