to find myself in this position.
at the mere fact that i despise you.
no longer do i ache
no longer do i crave
for the lies you so desperately spewed
to get a mere reaction.
Nothing about you was real.
All of it.....smoke.
the way you prodded
as if me squirming was just for you.
Nothing like a fool to deceive, is there?
Nothing like torture, i agree.
which is why after awhile...
our roles reversed.
Its how i brought you in.
I bated you with pitiable behavior
i bound you with feelings
compressed and captured what i craved
and walked away.
You thought i was your victim
Considering the state your currently in...
i believe it to be quite the contrary.
Did i get distracted?
But i kept my eye on the prize.
Just another for my collection.
Try not to worry about your bleeding heart.
I'm sure it will heal.
All i needed was to pierce through.
i claim the victor.
Good night, and lay you to rest.
Ive had my fill.
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