Poem: #1 HATE

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Do you hear my silent cries?
Or do you set me to the side?
For in my mind the black bird flies,
In the darkness of my mind.

For each breath you take,
For each word you speak,
I slowly grow in hate.
For you is who my weakness seek.

Do you hear my scream of hate,
Just wanting you to die?
For now I wait, for your fate
In the darkness of my mind!

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