Time For Hate
I have got time for hate,
fated as the
spring has
sprung,
If I can't hate unfading,
life has no value
almost eerily
sung.
I've been riled by a dark
demon during
a sneering
inquest,
My anguish shall prove
the worst in me,
at my
behest.
Yorktown Disciple
I have got time for hate,
fated as the
spring has
sprung,
If I can't hate unfading,
life has no value
almost eerily
sung.
I've been riled by a dark
demon during
a sneering
inquest,
My anguish shall prove
the worst in me,
at my
behest.
Yorktown Disciple
Order # 11469
Quatrain of Time For Hate - 11469 - Yorktown Disciple
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Been
riled
by
a
dark
demon
riled
by
a
dark
demon