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Oct 2014
It comes upon you slowly at first
You believe it can be handled,
Can be controlled.
But you are so terribly wrong.
You are so weak,
You have no power of its control on you.
No power when
It quickly eats away your soul.
And changes you.
Hate has a way of changing you into someone else. You cannot control something this powerful.
Megan H
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Megan H  27/F/Texas
(27/F/Texas)   
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