The KnifeA Poem by Phoenix PoetryFirst cut is always the hardestThere was once a time when I would have Done anything in the world for you, There was once a time when I would have Given my life for you and the worst part About all of this is that you know it all Which makes what you did all that more Unforgivable and painful at the same time, You took what we had and you somehow managed To stab me in the heart and back with it At the very same time, How you managed to make a knife out of everything That we had together I don't know and quite honestly I don't want to know either, It will just make it harder for me to pull the knife that You stabbed in me if I understood the reason why, The part that hurts the most is the fact that you're standing In front of me and telling me that you want to start over and Repair what you broke without the slightest bit of understanding of Just exactly what you did to me when you decided to turn Your back on everything that we had, You're the one that decided to make the knife that Stabbed me in the first place, You're the one that burned the bridge that we built together Throughout the years and yet you can't understand why I Refuse to have anything to do with you, You say that turning my back on you is like Stabbing you repeatedly in the chest and You expect me to feel regret about that, The truth of the matter is that I'm happy that I'm Doing to you exactly what you did to me because it's About time you realized just how the Knife felt when you stabbed me with it
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