Anthology of the Macabre

24 poems of separation, pain, depression and anger. All taken from experiences in my own life, so also quite deep.


7. Betrayed (explicit)

Im hollow, from the sorrow, I borrowed from you.
I took it, just a bullet, in the gullet for you.
I rot here, for you dear, though I fear I've lost you.
Now you leave, I was deceived, for I believed you loved me.
It matters not, for I forgot, you're just a dot in my memories.
This is no front, for you're a cunt, I will hunt you down dear.
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