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Nights i came home
and you were screaming like
you could put all you anger
in me with merely words.
Sometimes you would accomplish
what you wanted to do,
and i would feel your foul hatred
leaching from behind my eyeballs
in the dark.
Even on the good days,
the days you laugh
you plant that little seed
that little seed of hate.
i try to understand, and I do
more than you would ever believe.
But understanding doesn't help anything
when all you want is to kill.

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