When Love Turns to Resentment

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In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where shadows dance with moonlight’s gleam,
I find the place where love took flight,
And left behind a shattered dream.

Your touch once brought a tender peace,
Now it stings like a venomous dart,
The warmth we shared has found its cease,
Cold fury grips my aching heart.

Our laughter echoes in the past,
Now replaced by a bitter tone,
The love we thought would always last,
Has turned to ice, and I’m alone.

Yet in this storm of dark disdain,
There lingers still a spark of light,
For hate is love that’s gone insane,
And love is hate that’s lost the fight.

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