Ambivalence

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I wasted hundred of pages, thousands of words, millions of combinations wishing that we were together. My ink ran infinitely for your heart, but you never cared if we were apart. You ran me dry of all my dreams, now at night all that can be heard are my screams. You left me with fear deep inside my bones. You took away my only home. You created a permanent sensation of being alone and sometimes; sometimes I only rome. My ink I wasted on your cruel desires, you took me away to play with fire. You were nothing but a pitiful liar. A paradox between good and evil. You claimed to be good, nevertheless you made pacts with the devil. Now you walk around believing your so clever, yet this perception will not last forever, one day you will also tremble.Those who waste others pages, shall have their chapters ripped from their hearts, erased from existence. It will be a painful extinction. It is not revenge that will cause your demise, but the consequences of your actions you have planted in life.
M. Fernández

© 2015 Marlin Alicea Fernández,Soul to Ink. All Rights Reserved

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