how long did you expect
you could hurt me until you got a reaction?
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you wanted me to hold still
take it all in
and now that everything you poured
into my body is boiling over
and I am finding words for the hurt you caused
and accumulated
you villainise me
and victimise yourself
you want that good light
on your face
you would never do anything bad, no
you’re not listening, you’re denying, you’re defending
nothing scratches the image you have of yourself
after all the pain you inflicted you find me too harsh
too loud, too belligerent
you have no idea what you consist of
and yet you polish your inappropriate and self-delusional halos
Croque-Melpomene 