I hope it feels wrong-

I hope when your fingers slide inside
they reach for forgivness
and I hope you come up empty
for you, love
are searching inside 'someone'
who has nothing to offer
but someone else's life
You, love
are reaching inside
a thief--
& I hope that when you see yourself
staring back through the reflection
you see all the tiny names
carved along side your lips, your cheeks your eyes
liar, cheater, manipulator
and worse
I hope when you see your untouched hands
they are burned from the poison inside her
I hope that when you have a quiet moment
my silhouette distracts you
just long enough for you to forget
the monster you've become
& love, finally I hope
that in your moments of doubt
you have no one left to blame
but yourself

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