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Honey and Rot

Sometimes, hatred finds itself
as intoxicatingly sweet as a
drop of sugared honey, and

sometimes, the victims of
that same hatred spit it up
like poison, tasting only rot - and

sometimes, of course,
sometimes the only casualty
of a war is friendship.

Author notes

I wrote this after I became consumed by tormenting someone, a friend, for no good reason at all.
Written November 11th, 2005

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