not feeling it
at all wretched
tongue-lashing abuse
and betrayal sits
on the edge taking in
the beauty of the world
below soon completely
lost his mind paints it
toxic to allow him
to fit in strangled
heart in a casket
he lets it all go here
come the rainbows
Stream of happymess 
Beautiful. betrayal Is really One of the few things I could hate, and the rainbow is always a sign of peace and a relief. Very Well written.
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