I AM THE MAN YOU HATE

I am the man who damned your heart
the curse under your breathe
the hating that you love so deeply
the regret you innately cherish

I am the tattoo on your skin, an eternal insignia
a quiet desire that you refute to rouse
i am the pain that causes you pleasure
the vulture that gathered dead prey

I am the sermon that you preach to the bevvy
the communion you prepare him for
and when you tell him, 'lets eat'
our bodies are temples...
he is too infatuated to discern

That you are,
The indefinite hunger that torments
the awakening loathing that rouse a monster
the vows of pain that only your pillow knows

Yet my light rekindles
our memories still live to be;
a flame that consumes you
the feeling of folly
that defeat your wisdom

I am the seduction in the night
i am the occurrence that took your time
i am your favorite song
your silent hymn amidst noises of the world
the denial that reminds you that love is weakness

I am the man you hate 
the one who is found in parts in so many you have
the one who knows how ugly you are
and how beautiful you can be
who sweetly reflects
a love that makes him a hated man

Riddle Code.


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