Hatred Prevailed
Tangled in a dance almost tribal,
knotted and weaved within you, my rival.
Convinced and contrived I hold my stature,
pushing me further, my soul you fracture.
Drawing me close, your hatred barbaric,
our syllable sonnet-song remains forever generic.
Pushing you away, my words an explosion,
any hope of reconciliation, melts away like erosion.
Memories of you, a brain hemorrhage of reminisce,
until all that I am left is your empty black abyss.
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