The Curse

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I was born with a curse,

A curse that would shoot me down

Every time I spoke up,

A curse that ridiculed me

For my very existence,

A curse that doomed me

To a life of loneliness and imprisonment.

You see,

This curse killed me before I was born

You see,

You killed me before I was born,

You saw my light

And drowned it with your bottle of selfish morning and pity

So your darkness could shine brighter

Than I ever could

I will not succumb to your tyranny

I will not bow down to your torments

I will not cower as your voice pierces my heart

Because today,

Today I’m freeing myself of this curse

Because I found a way

To free myself of this petty existence

Because tomorrow is a new day

Where you could just be a dark

Empty memory

I would never have to live through again,

Because I found a way to fill these holes

You left in me

Because the cure will save me.

Salvation will be a

Lead offering to my temple

Or a steel blade to fill this hole you left in my heart

Or a plane ticket to lead me anywhere away from you.

I will never forgive you.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 12, 2018 ⏰

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