Flames of fire burns fearlessly,
a heart that desires breathes heavily,
hate that dwells in swells gradually,
the burning heart weeps cravingly.
Feed more! feed more!
hate It to the core,
the wounds left so sore
cause of the memories engraved before.
Break what broke
tear what tore
take what took
give what gave
Make It shatter,
make It tatter,
Phoenix now risen
in ashes It will burn.
Embrace hate that is chaste,
let It know of that taste
of the knives and the glasses that bruised
the memories of the heart that were closed.
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