My Burning Hate Poem by Matt Delight
My Burning Hate
Earning burning stomping to death
So fluffy and nice yet stop its breath
Hopping no more at last
Crushed from this pain of anger to stay
Loving licking but the biting will betray
Listening and taking their commands to play
Panting worn and tired
Engulfed in this hate you desire
Crying wailing away as you tire
Burning sick eyes a fire
This crib you can’t escape
Quiet as a baby sleeps
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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