The hate that fuels me!A Poem by Kaspar Carrhate... keeps me aliveIt's as though your finger are down my throat,
And I try so very hard not to choke, But to throw away all of the pain, Until nothing but my Hate remains. So here I am again, Walking all alone, In this world that is so dark, With my Feelings that are so cold, Oh, just one last time, I'd like to see your face, Burning, in this place, MY place, My hell... It's real, And it's here and now, Where it's always been, Deep inside of my heart, The fueling fire, within. © 2012 Kaspar CarrAuthor's Note
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Added on November 17, 2012 Last Updated on November 17, 2012 AuthorKaspar CarrAnywhere., NCAboutHello, My name is Kaspar I am 20, I live in America, I love poetry and quotes. Happily taken and in love since November 25th, 2010. Never tell me the sky’s the limit when there are footp.. more..Writing
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