In Me is Hate
Ryker M.
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When I confessed I could only love you,
Did you realize then, who I meant to exclude? There is no part of me That I can find in you I can’t bring myself to say it But it’s written on my face My love is more like worship And myself is filled with hate Hoping you were like me Was my gravest mistake For all my rottenness Turned out self-contained |
"The Corpse" by Kayleh Peppers, Acrylic Paint
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