Inner Hate
As I lay, bleeding tears of misery. Awake I will sit, to dwell into my darkness. Confined
to a prison of hate. Thoughts of torment twisting at my every ache. Cold natured remnants
envelope my soul. Brooding a desire for revenge. As I lay, smirking with my darkened, and
tormented mind. I am no longer alone, as I am with my hate for myself.
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