Love
It burns in my soul,
A sharing that’s more than self,
It brightens my day.
It brightens my day.
Hate
Teeth grinding feeling,
Boils over the edge of my cup,
I picture you dead.
Boils over the edge of my cup,
I picture you dead.
Death
Flower makes final bloom,
Buds and leaves drop to the ground,
It will grow no more.
Buds and leaves drop to the ground,
It will grow no more.
Hope
A heart filled wonder,
I blink away tears of hope,
With new days to come.
I blink away tears of hope,
With new days to come.
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