Temptation
A thought becomes an action
I hope it was worth it
I hope it was to your satisfaction
But now because of your selfishness my warm feelings for you have grown cold
Can you feel my negative emotions in my stare that won’t break hold?
You will never be looked upon with respect
There is no turning back
Your soul you sold
I hope your actions haunt you until the day you grow old
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