Those I Hate Less, Those I Hate More

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Those I Hate Less, Those I Hate More
Some I despise like autumn rain
A passing storm, a gentle pain
Their shadows cross my path and fade
Into the dusk where memories cascade

But others burn like blackened stars
Their malice cuts me, leaves its scars
Deep in the void where hatred dwells
Their echoes ring like funeral bells

The first I might forgive someday
When time has washed their wrongs away
But these, these demons of the night
Will feed my rage till death's sweet light

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