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Moon Chain
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Endure This is not my home
this is not my place
I'm sleeping with my
Enemy --
And I have no trace...
When
I'll be free
How?
I'll escape…
This misery --
That engulf me and
Ruin my existence --
Not wanting to
hurt
I thought
I could never
hate
But yes; I do it; Now without grace.
"Thank you my dear culprits"
Hate is akin to love?
I really liked this poem cause hate is really akin to love.God blesses you with the ability to write poems,may nothing ever happen to that ability.
Cynthia
attached hate is the father of unattached unconditional
love
your poem is very powerful.. many times in all my lives
i have experienced such emotions
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