Unforgivable
Whoever said two wrongs don't make a right,
Has never truly said goodbye.
To cut all ties let hope reside.
Tell the truth -
There's no longer need to lie.
Crash and burn,
I pray death comes slow.
And in the end I hope your alone.
No one there to hear your last moan.
And I hope,
you wonder
What if.
As
you die -
Alone.
Copyright © Eli Pickle | Year Posted 2011
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