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Pantomime7

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The hate I feel today encompasses my soul
It consumes my thought and reason
This hate for you grows daily
With every breath I take
And as I stand with this knife,
I have the vision of murder
The death of you.
What am I waiting for?
You leave yourself vulnerable with every lie you tell
Guilt is but a small price for this endeavor
Yet I feel that I would not miss you
No one would
I would slit your throat and never look back
For I would not miss you
To never see you again, to know you saw my face as you died,
Would please me.
To be free of your intoxication forever
To be free of your voice
To watch you bleed and breath your final breath
And to leave you in your death throws,
Would satisfy my eyes.
I am done pretending I love you
And this should have been done long ago............................................

The knife drips of your blood,
And now I am free......
 
Wow....these words are full of hate and pain. This is truly the sadest thing I have ever read.
 
This piece was a somewhat hard one to write, due to the fact that I actually felt this way about someone. The meatphore is pretty straight forward in this piece; Someone who you love more than anything and would do anything for suddenly stabs you in the back and the emotionless rage you fell towards them, removing them from your life or killing them..... if you will
 
i like this. i can feel the pain...i dont usually get such emotion from reading. good job
 
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