harsh emotions develop, i'm dying inside, no more pain to feel, grown somehow numb, my body trembles ready to lose posture, tears overflow my eyes, can't contain them back any longer, thunder comes crashing into my heart, electrifying my once caring and gentle self, love-what a cruel game you play with, lies....betrayal....devastation....hate....anger....REVENGE- sweet, bitter revenge is what i crave today, for you to feel what you've bestowed upon me, this emptiness thats engulfed me to spitefulness and without hesitation pure wickedness.... do you like what i've become? you should-you helped to create this out of me....does it make you happy now that you've torn and broke me apart? take a bow you false prankster of this so called proclaimed love, it's your turn to lose yourself, a womans' scorned heart shall have no mercy, you shall undergo my wrath....
Tags: Mandy's Poem Betrayal Cruelty
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