Poem – “Animosity”

Animosity

Hatred is a rabid behemoth
A rough animal formed in loose blood
His footsteps staining the heart
Curling into tighter wires,
Sprouting flowers of barbs
Hatred will kill you slowly,
Cowardly slinking away
As his imprint overtakes you

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