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i've done it again

i'm weak

i'm sorrowful

i've burnt bridges

i've hurt you

i've made you cry

i've made you smile

i've driven you insane

yet it's me that keeps you sane

your love is true

so is your anger

though you never really had time to spare

i've always had an ear to hear the things you say

i've made you mad

yet at times i made you glad

i keep to myself because my world is to cold for you

though you sheltered me ,

though you cared for me,

even so protected me,

provided for me

while you did these things

you could not protect me against the evils of this world

torturing me,

murdering me,

raping me,

instead of being the things i despise

the world you see and know in me isn't me

its an illusion to comfort you

below the ice lurks a world of

devastation

chaos,

pain,

anger,

rage,

murder,

waiting for the Opportune time

waiting for the evil to come again

seeking

devouring

destroying the evil that created it

rage seeking the creator of it

these things seem unknown to you

even more so wrong to you

i cannot reveal these things to you,for i fear i may destroy what's left of the love in you

kiss me on my forehead one more time

hold me one more time

bless me one more time