The thing that burns my soul
An everlasting fire
The thing that takes its toll
Tearing at my desire
Hatred tore us apart
It keeps me alone
Hatred thinks its smart
Thinks it has flown
It won’t leave me be
I can’t escape
Its like I can’t see
It feels like it will overtake
All the pain it inflicts
I want to cry
I need a quick fix
I want to die
Will hatred ever die
Will it grow
Will I ever cry
Here I go
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The last stanza was beautiful! ! ! I love you its a sort of positive yet dangerous cliff-hanger, off you go! wonderful! ! Loving it Gabriela