Poetry From The Weakened Soul
Author: Neil Evans

Chapter 192
Abused Boy's Lament

When I was sad,
You made me sorry.
When I was hurting
You gave me worse.
When I was crying
You made it hurt.
You were close,
Maybe too far.
If my point's not
Across I have to
Make it clear,
You hurt me when
I did nothing.
I used to love you.
All I feel is hate.


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