Hate
Hate is a blood red.
It taste like a bitter melon.
It smells like smoke.
And reminds me of fire.
It sounds like the growls of wolves.
Hate makes me feel like screaming.
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mymy.esparza
I'm just a sixteen year old girl who loves to write and uses it as a way to express my feelings since I can't do it with actual people :)
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