The thin Line
Isn’t it funny.
I’m enjoying hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love.
Love is temperamental.
Tiring.
It makes demands.
Love uses you.
Preys on your weaknesses
Insults your intelligence
Its pitiful
Deceptive
It changes its mind…
But hatred, now.
That’s something you can use.
Sculpt.
Wield.
It’s hard or soft, however you need it.
Love humiliates you,
But hatred cradles you
Amplifies the pain
So much so you begin to love it
It understands its place
There are no Confusions
It’s so soothing.
Youre certain
The abhorrence you feel cant be contested
This feeling is life
I feel infinitely better now
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