The Art of Hate
I hate vices;
Temptations,
Lies,
Hatred,
And Darkness.
But now these are my vices;
I succumb to the Temptations.
I eat and throw up Lies.
I am fueled by these Hatred.
I am now one with the Darkness inside.
Does that mean I hate myself?
Copyright © Chase Dela Pena | Year Posted 2019
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