Liar

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Shattering 

Clattering

Begging for help


But where are you

Anywhere but home

Just go to hell


Bleeding on the floor

Crawling through corridors 

Dying without your help


So cry if you may

Scream if you must

But this was your fault


Evil and unjust.

POETRY -- xx, jayWhere stories live. Discover now