He was called Rage
but he possessed many names as he did lovers
he added me to his list of conquests
when i fell in love with you against my will
one bitter cold afternoon
he came,
uninvited into my world
into my home
and consumed my heart
He mistook my shrill cries of pain for passion
and I mistook his hate for love
so we hated and loved and hated some more
in the midst of pain and pleasure and pain
creating a hellifying rain
we birth a child name misery
and she grew inside of me
and outside of me
and she had his eyes
his eyes of torture and despair
and as i Looked at her I saw a reflection of me
a reality that could not continue to be
so i loved him for the very last time
for Rage could no longer poison the essence of my mind
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