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Hate is like a poison in my veins.
I Have to purge its awful burning stain.
That Hive of bees that buzzes in my brain.
The life I wish to Live insists I rise above.
For only truly then can I know Love.
Copyright © Jesse Rowe | Year Posted 2019
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