Adversary
I hate him.
But in that fiery sensation of hate there tingles love.
He is my enemy.
Since childhood we have dual in every stage of life.
I fight him.
Ultimate joy in victory, Only vengeance in defeat.
I swore to end him.
I swore to dance on his grave, To drive him from this earth.
He is dying.
He lies helpless in great pain, I kissed his forehead.
I shall grieve him.
Friends come and go but a lifelong adversary makes life worth fighting for.
I love him...
Copyright © Fritz Purdum | Year Posted 2014
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