Mine, Hate
It's quite complicated, hatred.
It can be many things.
It's so common,
or so you think.
You don't know where it comes from.
It's something I can't define.
Between loath and hate,
there's quite a fine line.
I'm a pro at this act..
The skills - don't they shine?
But the talent doesn't come easily,
believe me, it took time.
~Written in 2001, when I was twelve~
Copyright © Madison Balmont | Year Posted 2009
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