Hate
Hate is chemical,
flows from brain,
do not know how,
some things add,
like a bloody fad,
you feel like away,
rather being on your way,
these faces and places,
that you hate,
are something,
and not just one thing,
they are grouped,
before they are trooped,
you stereotype,
as you gripe,
you bigot,
as you overlook bright spots,
this is hate,
you go long with it,
perhaps that is target's fate.
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