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2015-07-06 18.27.47

Can’t deal with the problem,

Kicking and screaming,

Fingers clutched tightly,

I am pacing the floor.

Hating is bad,

And bad is what’s killing,

Draining the good

And painting in gore.

Dishonest, skilled cheaters,

They sprint the distance

From one hearth to hostel

And back for some more.

Anger is bad,

And bad is what’s willing

To turn dark the blameless

And start futile wars.

Part of their nature

Is playing the victim,

Pretending to grieve

While hiding a gun.

Rancour is bad,

And bad is what’s drilling

Through light-hearted laughter,

Destroying its core.