....To Him...

Love,
We shared.
Past tense, 
For it is over.
Long gone.
Memories remain,
Bleed day by day.
Lost, 
Is my heart.
But I stand,
For motivation has found me.
After years,
All the years,
I felt I still loved you.
It now hit me,
As did you,
How much hate
I feel for you.
I held on
To your lies
For many years.
I kept them,
Fed off them.
Now reality
Has found me,
And I plan your demise.

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