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Anger surges in my mind

feeling like I am the evil monster

that stole your soul

and gave it to the devil.

My heart is being tried

by your insecurities

you own disappointment.

Those Vultures,

whispering false words

making you turn into a dead carcass

they will pounce onto.

Does the time together

the sweet memories disappear

in your brain

Does judgement and denial

replace them?

I am hurt

feeling like your putting needles

piercing my eyes blind

and my heart cold.

I have taken my stand

for my self worth.

You will not beat me down,

I thought you cared.

Your Vulture friends have

taken you into a different mind

leaving me stranded in the cold.

sknee Jan 14/11