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I’ve been cruel to you

I must confess

I’ve practiced my weapons

On your body

I am the one who made this mess

That you so vainly call

An existence.

I’ve tried to dispose of you

With my own devices

But you keep coming back to me

You masochist.

You disgust me

With your loving pain.

You wear my hate like jewels

I’m drowning in the

Derision

Your loveless mass

Of scars.