Hate controls me
It pumps through my blood
It stained my heart
Hate is always there
Whether it's firing out my mouth
Or if it's lying on the floor of my soul
Hate makes me do things
I never, ever thought I could do
Hate makes me say things
I never, ever thought I could say
Hate controls me
It lives within me
It stained my memories
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Things I Wish I Never Thought About
PoetryHey. Its Liam. Im trans ftm and I write poems about how I feel.
