Poem #8, All the things I hate, RedStar

I did all the things I hated most,

and choked out room for love to grow.

Angry and bitter and out of control,

I did all the things I hated most.

I drank, I smoked, I screwed around,

I kicked and screamed, raised holy hell.

I cried and lied and stole and worse.

I did all the things I hated most.

 

 

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