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Hate

A confinement, a bondage,
A self made prison.
A blinding emotion,
Obscuring all vision.

The reasons so trivial,
On which it breeds.
Needs no nourishment,
On itself it feeds.

A feeling that outlives
Life itself.
After you're gone,
In progenies it dwells.

Destroying all
That lie in its path.
Replacing love
With merciless wrath.

Vengeance and anger
Reek from your gaze
As blood it desires
Death it craves

Don't succumb to it,
I beg, I plead,
In your grave it will cause,
Your soul to bleed.

-© Himanshu

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