*******! *******!
A million more times:
*******!

It was made a task to appreciate Beauty;
You somehow manage to eclipse the Holy
and cast some twisted Shadow
on all that passes so very far below
victimized, ephemeral
you.

You brought out
the ******* worst in me
but that's okay,
I need to experience that
to better learn who I am.

Maybe it was
as it needed to be,
though you sure acted with the grace
of a third-world firing squad;
the wounds weren't even fatal.

Your memory brings out
the worst in me,
but what can I say;
you're inspirational.

I've never found it so cathartic
to be so ******* angry;
it can be so **** nice
to cry, scream and then collapse
and just lie there, numb,
in dim, limp elation
feeling magnitudes better

You're ******* inspirational.