why pretend
to love me
I still hate you
wish it could change
ghosts scurry past
my angry energy
why pretend
to love you
yes you were sick
I know that so well
but why do I need
to excuse
you were so cruel
touch, word, look
I withered
power was yours
now you are dead
power is mine
wish I could be kind
to your memory
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