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All I see are vultures,

They all scream your name.

These failures of consequence

Are answered only in vain.

What do you know...

They circle for flesh.

Their hungry eyes

Are waiting.

To be alone.

To be disowned.

To crawl back from the never,

Only to be cursed by you.

Your existence is my cancer,

My bane,

My burden paid in fucking blood.

Birds of prey,

Claw out my eyes.

Hex surrogate,

Your sacrifice.

To suffer in memory of passing years,

A cold heart betrays the lack of empathy.

A backhanded slap to a face full of tears,

The unhinged mouth that spewed unbridled cruelty.

To be used and abused and thrown aside,

As you start your brand new life.

The past buried in filth and rot,

In your mind I have died.