Cruel Poem by Alyce Crowley
Cruel
Cruel like you,
Cold beauty
Pale eyes
Pale hair.
Cruel like you
Cruel like you
I try to cut the part out you killed
The beauty of decay is
It’s dead
Just like you
Cruel like you
Cruel like you
I’m dying boy
Did you hear?
Or do you even care?
I don’t care anymore
Cruel like you
Cruel like you
I tried to fight you
This thing
The monster inside
But it’s dead like you
Cruel like you
Cruel like you
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