Crime Scene

In the end,

love,

is the great crime.

 

In the beginning,

it is committed,

over and over again.

 

Your emotions,

are a violent act,

against my defenseless subconscious.

 

I just didn’t,

figure it out,

until it was too late.

 

Now all my feelings,

are mostly sedate.

 

Except for my anger,

I am overcome with hate.

 

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