stain hate
pleasure pain
you find yourself
stolen sweet
with no compromise
sun and moon
twinned aspects that
become divided
with a thought
i stand alone
against what we should hate
to be abandonded
defense for naught
and all along
i knew he was right
even though i tried so hard
to forgive
your sinsF
lamia harker
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/floss/
