Watch her from the shadows,
Her beauty was poison to you,
Her innocence could destroy you in a single touch.
But you still wanted to be near her,
Even if you could only protect from afar,
Even if you could only hate and mock and taunt.
Her smiles had drawn you in,
Her gentle eyes, wide with purity,
Had seen beyond your act.
Has it fallen yet?
It may have begun as a dark game too you,
A cruel sport of leisure.
But suddenly her face in pain doesn’t seem so amusing,
Now does it?
How does it feel to know that her tears fell for you.
Ironic, no?
Considering the image of her empty,
Once made you laugh with glee.
Unforgivable, has it fallen yet?
You once wished for her to break,
But now, your heart does not have enough,
To fix her.
…
Has it fallen yet?
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