So Cruel

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Dark Poetry

Standing here all alone.

I wonder how I got here.

I’ve got to get away.

Away from this place.

This place of misery.

How could you be so cruel?

As to put me here.

Here on this earth.

With nothing to live for.

No one to live with.

No one to care.

Not for me.

No, you had to be so cruel.

Why?

Why do you do this?

Why be so cruel?

Why create hate?

Why in your world?

Guess it’s just you,

being so cruel.

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