Hatred
Hatred is a demon in a man's form.
His eyes are hard-with a cold glare;
and dares anyone to come closer.
His movements are fluid, but with repressed anger-
like a venomous snake waiting for its prey.
He is a warriorthat has seen many things
and wants revenge of the wrongdoing towards him.
NO one will touch him
for his sword strikes with a vicious sensation
for his blood is boiling.
His heart is surrounded in darkness and is protected by armor,
not letting anyone come in.
He stays in silence-watching everyone
with smoldering malice,gripping his hands-
tring to stop the angry fire from surging through.
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