there is only pain when she cries, a troubling hatred in her eyes, ice cold lips kiss goodbye, she only wishes that i die. in her voice i only hear wrath, or madness when she laughs, i'm trapped in this witch's craft, another victim of a psychopath. the one who was to be my wife, every word pierces like a knife, she brings only the reaper's scyth, my dear Tomie, she'll ruin your life.
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Posted: Nov 2014
About this poem:
there is a song i wrote called Tomie, about a man falling in love with a head he found in the trash. Tomie turns out to be an evil sent to destroy men... i'll post the song soon.this is just a poem to go with it.