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SIR - slave I remained

The evil glint
Your sick smile
It broke my heart
Left me weak.
I look up to you
With a smile on my face
But just to see you scowl
To hear your evil words.
I thought I was wrong
It broke me to see you
My eyes blurred
My heart soured.
But no more
I hate you to love you
I looked at you with admiration
But no more.
I promise the glare
The sarcasm
The disrespect
'Cause you deserve it.
SIR- slave I once was, not anymore.
©meghana