Category : Poems

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You appear to be a simple man
Yet your secrets complicate you.
Your past is filled with trials and pain.
The rage inside you poisons your heart
And blackens your soul.
Your despair forms a fist
Which inflicts suffering to those you love.
When will you let go of your haunted memories?
I have no hate for you.
Only pity and sorrow. 
Why should I when you already hate 
Yourself more?
Let go of you ghosts before their toxins bury you. 
I will be waiting when you do.
Do not let it be too late.