I don't why, but my heart's filled with so much hate that even I get frightened. Hate that starts in the morning inside the four corners of this poor excuse for a home; then grows as I worm my way in this suffocating world of fake people and relationships that hang on pretensions, distrust and deceit; then in the night, condenses into a vile seed that promises to grow anew the next morning. Then the cycle of hate repeats.
This hate burns and eats everything from within. I dread the day when it totally consumes me. Somebody save me.
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