“Thorns”

I can feel your eyes,
I hate your lies.

Cruelty is a game
I refuse to name.

You were an angel
That has fallen far.

Time to now
Level up that star

You only have one life
Quit twisting the knife.

You cry tears,
I cry of wasted years.

I grieve for who you were
Or rather who i dreamed you
Would be.

I have been broken
and battered

And beaten down
by your sea.

I can’t read minds.
No desire to.

I took a thorn
That was meant for you.

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