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To my Perp

Steve Wollmer

There aren’t words bad enough
To say what you have done
Nor phrases suitably vile
To describe what you call fun


I know I seemed to like it
I even sought you out
I may have even smiled
But that is not in doubt


You stole away my innocence
You took away my will
It would have been better
If quickly you did kill


I was facing so much pain
Bearing so much weight
Then you came along
Pretending to be a mate


True you eased the violence
By sneaking me away
I was so relieved
All you did was play


But now I know different
You were just as cruel
You organised the bashings
So I would be your tool


I know the others hurt me
Bashed me day by day
But it is with you
That my memories stay


I do not seek to harm you
Although I want you dead
I just hope that karma
Messes with your head


You are an evil monster
In society you do not fit
Hell has a place reserved for you
They will dig a deeper pit

 


© 2015 Emergence Magazine

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