𝐏𝐨𝐞𝐦 𝟐: 𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝

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A heart left cold, with twisted minds.

A hate so pure, a hate so true,

Yet it's not enough, it's not for you.

You judge and hate, you hate and judge,

But it's not returned, it's torn apart.

The pain it brings, it cuts so deep,

A wound that's hard, so hard to keep.

You long for peace, you long for love,

But it's not enough, it's not enough.

You try to change, you try to forgive,

But the hate you have, it still persists.

Blind hatred, it's a bitter pill,

A heart left shattered, with no will.

But don't give up, don't give up hope,

For love will come, it's hard to cope.

Hold on tight, to the love you feel,

And one day soon, it will be real.

For love is patient, love is kind,

And in the end, it's worth the climb.

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