Eternal Damnation

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just different

Infected is what I feel like when I am around you. I feel like I want to vomit and the near sight of your face. There is no trace of love left. Not a spark to rekindle the flame. I just want to slap you when you say my name. I wish I was winning in this game, of love, that you like to play. My words sound so confused. I have nothing more to lose. I feel so used and abused. You said you love me, were your words ever true? You lit the fuse and it was too late. Our relationship was so explosive not even really a flame, now that I sit and think. My flesh is charred, I smell so bad, and really nothing left to be seen, just a burned up piece of meat. Did you really think you could love me than leave? I gave you all of me! You took my virginity and left me with little energy. People warned me about you, told me you were no good. I laughed it off it was all jealousy or so I thought. Now I rot in this hell hole that we created. A place where the devil resides, he whispers in my ear, tells me what I want to hear, tearing a jagged smile upon my face from ear to ear. He tells be to do his deeds, so I can be free of all the hate you bring to me. I listen carefully as he speaks of the “real love” he has in store for me. The energy I feel when I’m around him leaves me feeling so uneasy, but now where near the disgust you leave with me. So I follow his instructions that lead to your destruction, not knowing the whole time he has been playing me. To think I lost at love again…because the only “real love” the devil had for me was eternal damnation!