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Crappy little poem. Please let me know what you think! :D
You shine so much brighter than blades,
And you sting infinitely worse;
My darling little curse,
Leading the tiny little red parades.
You overpower my thoughts,
And you hurt me even more;
My pain that I can’t abhor,
My favourite agony of sorts.
You’re so much softer than the songs,
Yet you help me far less;
Because you simply depress,
That which life prolongs.
I used to love you more than anything,
But now I can see you clearly;
How you deceived me, convinced me nearly,
That your hate was my everything.