Evol
Love is the foremost foundation to my hate
Without my love our future cannot thrive
It is safe, no encumber to your fate
I hate, to demonstrate what love has deprived
Shower you in my lashing and poison
Delightful pleas to my medieval torment
You beg for appeal to my hate explosion
My pleasure to detect that fear laced scent
Yet, I yearn to prove you my real love and care
What my love creates pushes us apart
I hate how I love you, my heart in disrepair
This must stop, it breaks my artificial heart
My cruel vicious love will always be yours
My love to hate battle will not win this war
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