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THe letter EIYTCH (Handmedown)



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Madam Lyssa

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Rain, drippy-drips on my windowpane.
Hungry for you, Hot, Hungry, Handmedown love on my wrist.
Use words witH EIYTCH. (Hot, Hungry, Handmedown love on my wrist.)
Old paper, broken spine. One day you'll be mine. Hopeful, laugHing, Hating.
He knows wHo I am. Makes sure tHey all Hate my guts, like He Hates mine.
He Hates Hope. He Hopes to Hate me, Hopes tHey see tHrougH my games.
I'm your dog on a leasH. I'm your lust in a bucket. I Hope you can see tHe Hatred.
HATRED!!!
He pisses me off. Makes sure tHey all Hate my guts, like He Hates me.
Use words witH EIYTCH. THey make you sound like you're breatHing Hard.
Hot, Heady, Hungry, Hopeful. Hating. Hostile. Hostage.
Hot, Hungry, Handmedown love on my wrist.

Hot, Heady wHore Hoped to get you. I won, didn't I
?
sHe Hung you from your HigHest tree. You understand wHy you sHouldn't Have left me.
Your favorite tree.
And wHere am I now, scattered dreams of torment linger in Hidden skies of sorrow?
WHEN will tHese clouds part, sHow you I was-still am-will always be--
Your favorite A N G E L ???
Or will you only see your favorite Handmedown ?

He makes me Heal, and i am forgiven,
And so I forgive.
Forgive.
THe word ecHoes like tHe Howls.
He Helps tHe sickness stop sickening. He Horrors away tHe fears.
tHe darkness is overwHelming sometimes. I scream and sometimes He isn't tHere.
Hope. Is. Lost.
I am only a Handmedown, after all.
Hell.
 
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Madam Lyssa

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Not sure if I live in my house or at my band room
How the hell did i get here?
i thought i could fly, in your arms.
You fucked me over and left me for dead.
Fuck you. Fuck you to death.
You wanted me to die.
Now i feel like an empty box.
cardboard, empty but with pictures of you.
Where is your shame?
when i wake in the morning, i see the look that must have been in your eyes when i told you i loved you.
i fall asleep screaming your name.
you ass hole.
i have no more words.
i am empty.
 
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