James Aykroyd

Rookie (Bradford Royal Infirmary)

Your Evil - Poem by James Aykroyd

I stood on by,
not a doubt in n sight
thinking it was real,
by your layers slowly peeled,
I was so dumb,
your mates called me a bum,
they warned me before,
I laughed I carried on with a mighty roar,
but what did you do,
you new how to kill,
my long suffering heart,
did you care,
no you played your part,
not my treatment begins,
you still try to infect deep in,

cheating is one,
but been beaten is some,
I stood on by,
you took his side,
your pathetic so much,
moving on,
like a bit of fun,
dishing your pain,
don't you have no shame,
probably not,
just have you forgot,
rebound is their,
like a long never ending stair,
but don't come back when it falls flat,
I will laugh,
I will never take you back

By James ASykroyd

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About A Girl Who Tortured My Soul

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, October 11, 2013


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