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The lighter and more peaceful she became,
the darker his moods and actions reigned.
Love past long forgotten.
His main goal was to turn everything rotten.
From the midas touch to threating words of dying and such.
Love long lost and long out of reach.
The life he chose to lead was no beach.
His haunted pain and anger touching everthing in reach.
Love's long lost its luster with every word of hate he chose to curse her.
Murderous tongue ready to slice and cut at every opportunity to undermine what could have been: the greatest unity.
His hate and rage cocked and ready to unload.
He's mad at her because he can no longer make her explode.
She learned that his burdens were never hers.
For every effort she made toward light,
the more he tried to drag her back to the dark.
She was ready and she knew his shadows had no place in her life after her newly rekindled spark.
