I hate you

Now a night of new life,
She awakens.

What have you made me?
 A Life of wonder,

as thoughts seep.
Once we fled for freedom,
careless and destine,
but your thirst was overwhelming.
An uncontrollable taste for more -
drops of blood flow like rain.

Bitterness left me here to die.
In a puddle of blackened heartache,
I hate you.


The End

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