To hate
Is such a wasted
Smothering emotion.
An embittered heart...
Only stings with venom,
To poison and freely give!
Hatred is such a selfish thing!
Leaving a deepened emptiness...
To surface a sickness felt,
And sharing with others
A saddened offering!
That returns despair...
To those believing,
A thoughlessness hatred felt
Gets them somewhere!
To find themselves surrounded,
By others like them...
Justified and processed equally,
Into shallow thoughts uncaring!
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