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Payback
You walk on my pain
like a piece of
Glass
all my gashes and wounds
Resurfaced
black blood oozes
Forming a black puddle
of tar
Your voice begins to seep
into the depths of mind
You wind me up like some toy
forgetting that I am human to
I am not a doll
I am not some toy
One day you will fall
and I will be there
Looking from the sky
laughing and watching you
Get what you deserved at last
like a piece of
Glass
all my gashes and wounds
Resurfaced
black blood oozes
Forming a black puddle
of tar
Your voice begins to seep
into the depths of mind
You wind me up like some toy
forgetting that I am human to
I am not a doll
I am not some toy
One day you will fall
and I will be there
Looking from the sky
laughing and watching you
Get what you deserved at last
Published 25th Feb 2013
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