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Standing on the border,
between sanity and hatred's twisted bliss
where forgiveness and patience are left behind
beside the sense of danger,
where revenge is always sweet
and acting out the most brutal fantasies
of hedonistic retribution
comes easily, and from the heart,
I see you running out ahead of me,
freshly bathed in urgency,
prancing with a bitter smile
naked in the icy winds of change.

I began to quote favourite lines from your poem then I realised I was quoting the whole poem. I love every single line. The imagery is fantastic.

this is a

Maree

fate is not just
whose cooking  smells good
but which way the wind blows

(Ani DiFranco)

Dear John,
IF YOU'RE TIRED OF PRETENDING..
THEN WHY DID YOU GO BACK INTO HIDING?