Hatred

HATRED

Hatred
While people love its fruit, I ignore it
When all is beautiful, it argues
When I am wrong, it stands to correct
But why hatred?
I beat myself to understand it
What is love without it?
Though I hate to love, I love hatred
My life is empty without it

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