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Lyla Sep 2014
Tell me about your open ended hate for me;
scream it, write it, spell it out, think it.
Destroy my name and my image,
burn a hole in your mind and heart where I lay.
Tell me how i ruined your life,
spit in my face, hit me.
throw my favourite book in the fire,
burn all the photos we took together.
Show me what a monster I am,
make me hate me as much as you do.
Tattoo it on your forehead to show the world,
hey, why don't you just advertise it on tv?

I will stand and take it,
with pride and acceptance with one condition;


Just please;
don’t forget my name,
don’t forget that you once cared,
what that love felt like.

— The End —