Cold is your heart, <br />You creature of darkness, <br />You soulless person of hate! <br />I loved you, you hurt me, <br />Now you want me back <br />But now it is too late! <br /> <br />You told me all of what you thought of me <br />That day long ago! <br />And now you'll never have me back, <br />For my love for you has withered so. <br /> <br />I hope you live and die alone, <br />And as your body decays to bone, <br />Not a tear is shed for your wicked soul, <br />And for none of your achievements shall you receive extol.<br /><br />David Wicks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cold-3/
