Though your presence is nonexistent.
your vile stench still looms in my every memory.
you have planted a seed.
that has sprouted.
into an undying enmity.
that shall rear it's putrid face
and micturate upon the apologies that you have delivered far too late.
and the heavens collapsed to [bad word] 
creating a mestophilean being.
that possessed you with a sense of depraved indifference.
I wish I could have absolved you of the succubus.
the one with fiery skin.
and the [bad word] nature in which it elenched your mind.
was it i who [bad word] the blade through your back.
rethink this question.
for it was you who let your perceptions distort.
the most perplexing of those [bad word] amends.
now I'd like to rip your still beating heart from it's blackened cavity.
I hope her mournful tears singe your gaping flesh wound
and your black heart will be pounded to dust
and whisked away in the wind.
however I will always hold a place in mine for you
and all the destestaion your name brings.
you set your bridges ablaze.
and left them burning