Across the street is a factory
Where no sunlight ever falls
No lights they need to work
There’s darkness throughout
Inside the factory I am told
Nobody has dared to step
Those who did never returned
The secret’s kept intact
Despite the clear red flags I
See people every day
Try to figure out the mystery
That lies behind its door
Nights I spend wondering
What could possibly be inside
Days I spend controlling
The urge to knock at the door
Yet today I could hold it no more
The mystery has got to my head
My heart, my brain, my legs
All led me to that doorstep
I flashed my torch around
The place was filled with bottles
There must be thousands of them
Or maybe millions; I am not sure
On a long conveyor belt
The labelled bottles stood open
Sluggardly tiny black drops
Pour forth from a machine above
What were these drops made of?
The liquid was as dark as coal
It had a sickening putrid smell
I chose not to taste it
I felt a hand upon my shoulder
I’ve been expecting you — she said
She led me by the hand
To a far end of the factory
Here all the bottles were filled and closed
She pointed to one of them
And asked me to read the label
I did; it had my name on it
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You have placed weirdest of your imagination so beautifully in poetic words that I am not sure if I like or dislike the poem. Undeniably I appreciate your style.
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If this toxic brutal poem would came out of this Felix guy, it would not just turn my love feeling to a hatred feeling. He’s someone that came to my heart and currently is in it, and because he will be out soon because it turned out he has a girlfriend, he’s hurting everything in my heart, he’s trying to smash it down, because he couldn’t progress his wrong doing further. If he said these stuff, he’s a coward that he’s still living with his girlfriend and trying to get into another woman’s heart, he’s not a hero, he didn’t want to save this woman, he’s just a curious coward that turned to a bad selfish person. He is coward weak being that is not even deserve to be called villain, it would be too much credit for his weak being.
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If the abuse would be become too much, I would leave the abusive environment.
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So you mean the factory owner make sickening putrid dark liquid out of people?
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If yes, that’s a very cruel and very wrong poem. When a person doesn’t qualify to enter a heart, he shouldn’t get near it just out of curiosity. If for example a guy has a girlfriend or wife and try to enter another woman’s heart, specially just out of curiosity, he is the corrupted person, not her. You’re stabbing a person personality, are you aware that maybe you became very toxic?
That is not a corrupted people factory, that is maybe just a girl that is not awake yet because of many situations in her life.
I hope that she will find long term real love soon and it will become a sunny beautiful garden.
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If this toxic brutal poem would came out of this Felix guy,
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