If Hate were fire......

it spreads wild
it puts on a show
it portrays destruction
it sinks to the deepest low

But we could
put that fire out
Splash some pure kindness on it
And fire would soon be a drought

yet hate is not fire
and purity is not our desire

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Morbid Art (A mother she calls herself)

black nails
a dark soul
half a heart
never again whole

cut wrist
blood hides
people see
with eyes that abide

A torn body
scars all around
A quiet mouth
with a screaming sound

She crys for help
first with her wounded skin
she shows her mother her hurt
in hope getting help her mother will give in

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poem by Silent Speaker
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This Man

Puzzled she is
What she wants she knows
To murder that man
A knife she'll throw

This man she hates
He has tortured her with all
All so he can enjoy
her desprate fall

Because of this man
murder she dreams
His death she'll celebrate
While weapons make her team

She wants this man to die
But the torture must first come
He must suffer far more than her
To forgiveness she is numb

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