By Damien Knight
Yeah, I love you, I hate you
I feed on anger, I use it
That’s why I do what I do
I take pleasure in regrets
I consume those mad at me
When they hate with everything
I’m so important you see
In your mind I’m rage’s king
And I know I shouldn’t celebrate
That so many despise my name
I should behave but I feed on hate
My dear I have no shame
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The Shade of Writing 
Poem filled with anger!
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Yeah, lucky the past flows away.
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Why so much anger?
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I had some friendships go foul back in 2012. People just could not accept I was who I am.
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