Hate

by Vincent DONNAHUE III - Cancer

Sometimes I hate to hate,
And sometimes to hate I love.
Of hate is made this world,
I hate this land and the sky above.

I hate to hope,
Now when all hope is gone,
I hate all arrogant people
with the hearts made of stone.

Hate,
Always gave me strenght. 
To love and to hate I know,
Because in hate i have grown.

Birth sign: Cancer
Date created: 2002-01-31 12:55:48
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:45:41
Poem ID: 67054

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