Hatred. Poem by Nicole Miles

Hatred.



Hatred.
Who is the first person to mind?
A parent?
A sibling?
why when I see this word
Am I the only on thought of?
Why do I dispise that child in the mirror?
Why does my only true friend seem to be a blade?
These thoughts rush through me as I lay myself to sleep.
Hatred.
Why is it only me...

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Friday, November 9, 2012
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Nicole Miles

Nicole Miles

Baltimore, Maryland
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