it is times like these;

it is times like these, that i hate him more
a burning fire deep within
never quite extinguished
ready to flare up at any moment
if only given the opportunity.

it tears me apart
to see what life has done
and all i want to do is blame someone
so i blame him, my go-to scapegoat.
he did and gave nothing
the perfect escape.

i will never forget.
i will never forgive.

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