HATE
Like a scorpion sting,
Venomous,
Consuming
Like fire
Burning With brimstone,
Like a bad blood
I live and bleed it
Song of pain
brings melodies
Of funeral songs to my heart
Like the devil
In my vain
Oh!
Battle cry.
But have fought this fight before
Would it change me?
get the better of me?
Or will I get thru it?
That is left for me to decide
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