The Disease of Hate

by Robert   Aug 22, 2012


Hate can tear and break a soul
Then it leaves you with just one goal
To feed that hate with cold, dark fuel
And hating others the only rule
To bring them down
And make them hurt
Shoved to the ground
Covered in dirt
Mad with hate
Fuel on the fire
No rules to state
Fulfilled desire
Hate is weak
No self control
A crazy freak
And damaged soul
Think before you seal your fate
And let it be controlled by hate

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