Hate
If you become consumed with hate
Sooner or later it will put you in a state,
Your state of mind will seal your fate
If all you can think about is hate'
You try to believe that it is all about your mate
When you are the one who is really fake
Pretending to act like it is what you make
It is also due to how much you take
The more you hate you start looking like a snake
In your mind you wish you could have a break
From the deep hate you feel towards your mate
Eventually the world around you will start looking like a gate
Always being some one whom hates so it becomes your trait
Until you let go of the hate you will look and feel like hell till the last date
The last day on earth if you are still filled with hate
Your soul will not rest and that will be a mistake.
Copyright © Michelle Born | Year Posted 2015
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