Hate

They mock me

They spit on me with sordid words of hatred

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Inky hair- plastered to forehead

Stomach pitching and heaving

Eyes fluttering, blood shot- red

Body numb- heart bleeding

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Writhing

Broken

Alive

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Saliva rolls down my face

Nails grind my porcelain bones

Condemnation by the human race

My smoldering spirit vehemently moans

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Weakness

Destruction

Death

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They turn away with pugnacious grins

They hate me