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*Hate

"As the feeling builds up inside of you you try to name it. When you feel it you know only that it fills your soul without an resistance. You know that it consumes you. You know that there is no chasing it away. You know it is you. You reach down inside and you hold on to it tight, for it is your salvation, it gives you meaning, it is your tool. Your tool of menace, you tool of destruction, your tool to mar society. You chop away easily at their cheap lives and their bought morals with the use of your newfound tool and you grin. Yours is undying, everlasting, ceaseless, boundless, infinite. Yours is the real thing. Yet no matter how much it means to you, no matter how much you try, no matter how hard you think, you cannot find a name for it. Well, except one............ HATE."
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