hatred

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the hate i have for the skin i'm in would make you fear being hated by me.
the amount i despise myself would make you sick with anxiety,
for the amount of time i spend focusing on the hatred in me you could go to saturn, dance on her rings, return, and i still wouldn't be over it.
i've been burned one too many times,
left,
broken,
betrayed,
blamed,
just one too many times.
the eternity long fire in my soul is the only thing that keeps me going,
and they day it goes out is the day i do as well.

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