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Her bottom lip cracks

as she chews on her hate.

The blood that she tastes

is unfortunately her fate.

She tries to overcome

and she knows it is wrong.

She tries not to feed on it

but it is just too strong.

Anger and the hatred

is deep in her soul.

She desperately wonders

which has the control?

Will she overcome?

She knows she's good inside.

She shall wait patiently

until these emotions, she can hide.

That may never come

and she will accept that one day.

And shall live in the pain

that's the price she must pay.

The price for giving her soul,

her soul over to hate.

She sits anxiously though quietly

to find out her fate.