November 14, 2007
By Amber Yates, Porter, TX

I crouch in the shadows
Silently stalking ignorant prey
An unknown creature
Taking form in the eyes of humanity

I am a poisonous vine
Slowly choking out the light
Until your heart is ebony stone
Cutting through your very existence

I am an unpredictable flame
Igniting on anything that will burn
Crumbling relationships to ashes
Sometimes beyond repair

I am a purple storm
Washing away the kindness
Until only fury remains
Leaving destruction in my wake

I am hate

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