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My Heartache


(poems go here) My Heartache We were supposed to last forever as sisters, but all you spit out is poison. All you say are lies, or what you call your version of the truth. How long will it take you to notice that life doesn’t revolve around you? You make me sick, ashamed, embarrassed; I can’t even look at you and take you serious. Are you so blind to see this? I want to leave this place, I feel trapped chained to my chair without the ability to speak, to explain everything to everyone. Why should I? I have nothing to hide. So why do I feel like this? Falsehoods, parasites and lies grow in you. Why do they? You have opened scars in our family that now will never be healed. With an axe you slashed opened injuries in our family for your own selfish reasons. How could you do such things? You make me sick, ashamed, embarresed; I can’t even look at you and take you serious. Are you so blind to see this? I want to leave this place, I feel trapped chained to my chair without the ability to speak, to explain everything to everyone. Why should I? I have nothing to hide. So why do I feel like this? You always say that you struggle trying to get hold of attention, but this is not the way. Spreading lies about Mom, Dad, Sue, Me do we really deserve this? We only try to help. You always said that Mom should be stronger, to discipline us kids better. And this is your response, to gossip, lie? How could you have the decency to do this? You make me sick, ashamed, embarrassed; I can’t even look at you and take you serious. Are you so blind to see this? I want to leave this place, I feel trapped chained to my chair without the ability to speak, to explain everything to everyone. Why should I? I have nothing to hide. So why do I feel like this? I’m leaving this toxic place that you created. With all my will-power I will banish you. I love you, little sister. No matter what you have done and your consequences, I know that karma will one day come to you and you will pay. Just know what is said. I actually hope you read this till the end and not throw it away. Head my words for God as my witness, I love you but I can’t stand you anymore.
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gmalave
love hurts

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