Quarantined hatred

Your malice has reached me with every single word squished my nerves like boots to a turd no worries I forgive & just to spite your hate I'll continue to live though I'm broken inside I'll no longer hide if only the darkness in your heart would simply subside alas it spread bitter revenge now plays through the head upon entering his space a slash to his face as hate fills the blood I feed such disgrace fury to lengths which I've never known are the only memories I've left to be shown as written upon stone he's reaped what he's sewn with a bow of the dome one waits to atone

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