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Pain of Love II - 3. Love and Hate
Your words of love, slice through my flesh into my soul,
a surgeon’s scalpel—deadly, precise
Releasing the hatred housed there, hatred hot and burning
like magma from a volcano
It flows from me, a flood of devastation,
destroying all it touches,
leaving behind a heart as cold as ice
How can you speak such sweet syllables, utter such soft sentiments
when your mouth is like a serpent’s gape?
How can your touch both tantalize and torment
when your caress is as terribly tender as the talons of a bird of prey?
How can your heat ignite my senses,
sending searing bursts of fire through my soul
when all you have become to me is a tragic accident, a terrible twist of fate?
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