hated

I was tired,

Tired fighting a futile war.

Love doesn't give up even when its given up.

You closed your closet to my woe.

Said you love me too much I don't deserve such

What you said was true.

You do not deserve, deserve all that you have.

As for your beautiful features

They should have been thrown to other creatures

They are the weapon you use

Knowledge is bliss, I NOW REFUSE

To be used and fooled by words deeped in honey

Covering the corrupting venom within.

Love is me and Hate is you,

The day you die

I won't cry

I'll fly

High.