I always thought I'd die,
With all the hate in my veins,
I imagined it would suffocate me,
And devour my remains,
Looks like I was wrong,
Not for the first time may I add?
I was wrong about you,
Your mind drove me mad,
Don't darken my doorway ever again,
Your shadow alone,
A mere promise of pain,
A parasite always needs a host,
Guess which I was?
In hell I hope you roast,
Two parts of you,
Deception and deciet,
And at first I found you oh so sweet,
But no more,
I'll cast you asunder,
Before you try to drag us both under,
Never darken my doorway or linger nearby,
Because they have no effect,
These tears you cry,
Believe me when I say I will strike you down hard,
For the Queen of hearts is no longer your card,
Goodbye to "love",
Goodbye to "fate",
But hello to sense,
Hello to hate.
A contest entry
- Tempt My Heart - PW by Melissa Burns.
600 points, ended March 22, 2008, 23 entries
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A parasite always needs a host
How true indeed! I can relate to this poem, I had the magic re-appearing ex there for awhile
Anyways, thanks for entering 
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omg
This is phenomenal.
I love ittt
amazingjob my lovely [:
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