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Feb 2013
My heart still races with the pain of the moment
He told me he loved you, and I wanted you dead.
The hate blossomed like a shot taken straight through the sternum
And like my eyes, easier to focus the greater the distance.
I walked with great purpose, to keep moving forward.
I forced him to litanize your positive traits
One by one, I pulled them apart,
Twisted them under infected light
And devoured it all.

It took long months, but the poison of truth won out.
I sweat blood for this victory.
The pain has driven you mad,
Wild eyed and long faced like a sick horse
In the California hills you rampage.
I lament your destruction.
You are a beautiful animal.

He and I are a force, and anything in between is collateral.
Your life has been lived to be collateral.
Would that you could break my nose,
I've broken everything you are as I breathe.
Everything in me and on me has been mercilessly railed upon.
Any open shot is a cheap one, and any shot landed will be on scars.
Come.
It is time for the other women to stand their ground
And to see whose falls away.
Written by
Anastasia Jade Bishop  here and there
(here and there)   
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   Nathaniel Munson
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