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Dec 2020
It was December 13 & I was filled with
smouldering sure fire
So easy to let the hate hold me high
It’s ice & fire
Hate with steady hands
& head held steady
But tears welled with patience of what
will no longer be
I didn’t let the hate take me this time
It’s so easy
It was like a skate on the ice
Written by
Angel  23/F/Sk
       Imran Islam, Carlo C Gomez, R L and Skylar
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