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Bloodied Handprints

One day, you'll be dead to me

My life is a hazard to everyone
And myself

My desperate detestation for you
The way you are
What you do
How you breath

My hatred for you is an endless pit 
Of Hell and dark memories

The heart inside my weeping chest
is sewn in grotesque shades of purple
and its all your fault

You're a beautiful creature
of misery and despair
the painful tears you shed
slowly pull up the corners of my lying mouth
to my sweet, innocent ears

I want your head on a stake
bloodied scissors in your chest
your blood in a jar

You disgust me
the twinkle in your eyes is a knife to my neck
soon to be turned on you
cutting out every bleeding piece 
of your perfect soul

One day you'll be nothing more 
then a crying, screaming memory
a haunting melody that plagues my sorry heart

My love for you is a complete lie.

Copyright © Jessie Rae

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