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Inside of Me

If Hate is poisonous
I’ve got poison running through my Veins
I feel it taking hold
Digging its sharp claws into my Flesh
Choking out all other emotions
My blood simmers with it
Almost reaches a boiling point
I fight not to lash out
Try to keep it contained
But for how much longer
If hate is a poison
It’s slowly infecting my body
Waiting for me to find a cure





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