The Glare

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I screamed your name as loud as I could

While you took pleasure

In stabbing in my back

As the years have turned

I can still feel the pain

As you must still

Feel the pleasure

As the years have…….

I still see your face in the glare of every knife

The pain is as fresh as the stab

& you are still killing any

&everyone

You can

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