My words are scissors

cutting through your skin.

My silence, a poison

being blown by the wind.

You sing a lullaby

ringing with so much grief.

Tears were shed,

the pain had gone too deep.

Once, you stabbed my heart;

forever, I shattered yours.

But behind the darkness of my soul,

lurk the silent words of a fool.

For being cruel, I'm sorry.

For hurting you, forgive me.

The courage to say these all

has flown and left me.

When my lips find courage one day,

be it not too late I pray.

I wish you'd believe me when I say,

I love you dearly...

In my own twisted way.

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