Hate: A Poisonous Flame
❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥 Hate, a shadow in the soul's domain, Born of fear, regret, or disdain. It festers quietly, a slow-burning fire, Turning love to ash, hope to mire. 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔 It thrives on whispers, on wounds unhealed, On truths distorted, on lies concealed. A serpent coiled in the heart's dark space, Erasing compassion, leaving no trace. 💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫 Its voice is loud, its grip is tight, Dimming the stars, obscuring the light. It blinds the mind, clouds the heart, Driving the world further apart. 🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋 But hate is a weight we choose to bear, A burden too heavy, beyond repair. Its roots may grow, but we hold the blade, To sever the chains its shadows have made. 🫥🫥🫥🫥🫥🫥🫥🫥🫥🫥🫥🫥🫥🫥🫥 For hate is silence, love a song, One that has echoed all along. Let kindness rise, let mercy reign, And heal the world of hate’s cruel stain.
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