Colette Grosvenor

Rookie (6/5/1994)

Hate - Poem by Colette Grosvenor

Hate is a very strong word,
And people tend to misuse it.
But not you,
you mean it.
This frantic tornadoe of hate,
Through no fault of my own,
Has dragged me into this poison well,
That is slowly devouring me.
I have no idea how this hate began,
But I'm sure my suffering will end,
Once the poison has taken it's full effect,
And engulfed the last remaining piece of me that was working,
My slowly beating heart.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 11, 2009

Poem Edited: Sunday, November 7, 2010

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