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Friday, 12 August 2011

For your perverted happiness

I could feel the blistering heat of your enviousness,
the cold of your indifference
towards my tormented esteem.
My downfall filled you with unbridled joy .
To keep your mirth alive,
I kept condescending,
I kept burning in your rage

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