September 9, 2011
By JessicaLynnBetz GOLD, Valdez, Alaska
JessicaLynnBetz GOLD, Valdez, Alaska
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Favorite Quote:
It's part of a song... So cliche, I know. But, I do not know what song it is. Feel free to let me know. :) "I'm so tired, of living for... The kind of love that only lasts for a while."

Hatred is blood red and midnight black.
It tastes like seething anger and fiery cinnamon sticks.
It sounds like screaming, crying, and grieving people.
It smells like salty tears shed and vomit of despair.
It feels like anguish, pain, and upset stomachs.
Hatred is wrong.

The author's comments:
This is a five senses poems following a particular format.

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