On Both Sides, A Passionate Hate Poem by Jason PraTT

On Both Sides, A Passionate Hate



The truth of an empty friendship, a rare emotion
Woven into a rare patchwork that takes refuge
Beneath the terrors of twilights and funeral beds
Still carrying on with private accounts, a risky chance

Therefore, I falter no frolic that is convenient
Throughout the whole story of each conversation
Recalling and confusing and hating and accusing
For a while, it was ~hand to hand~ between us both

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