The One That Was Once MINE
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Last published Mon, Feb 13, 2023
Hate colors the soul.
It spreads throughout the entire system, shutting down all other feelings, and becoming the center of life and the intent of the person. The object of the hatred may or may not be present, but the imagined words and hostile actions against the hated one can dominate at times.
One turns his/her attention to other matters, and may for a time be driven in other directions, but then the wave of ill thoughts returns with vengeance. Once again the soul is colored completely, and all the negative energy that one can muster is thrown into the imagined ill will racing wildly around the mind.
Hatred becomes a sickness of the mind, and of the heart.
For where hatred has claimed possession, there is no room for love. Left unchecked, hate can completely poison the soul.
And your soul, my love, has completely been poisoned.
'I hate you.' He said so intensely, as if he knew it all along.
Tears kept streaming down her face, it was raining heavily over her head,but all she could hear was those words coming out of his feverish red lips 'I hate you.'
Her body was shaking, her stomach mixing in so many ways. She turns around, not wanting him to catch a glimpse of her tears, she did this to herself.
She walks away and with every pounding step she takes, she hears the assertion in his voice, the loathe he carries, and the despise, he repeats continuously in her head 'I hate You.'
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