Myour Pain
I hope it hurts you -
my hate, dripping from my mouth.
Gushing from my pores
Every ounce of my being.
I loathe you.
I hope you suffer, and shrivel, and scream
with the same agony you put me through - oh!
what irony!
God, I hope it hurts.
poem by Maddi Eden
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