Wednesday, May 20, 2015


            Hate is eating me: puffing up
                  under my eyes,
                    draining my legs, winding a cord tight
                                             to my lips, making me
                                                curse the sun.
           Hate struck my life off from
               love, made my life strong,
                       set my path apart; now
                         it hollows me out to where
                           I must eject it.

         Hatred makes the blankets in the sky go all wobbly.

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