Hatred is like a wildfire burning,
Cruel intentions that keep it yearning.
The wind is anger, meant for fuel.
Flames are like violence as its tool.
Sooner or later the heat will die,
Killing the blaze from when tempers arise.
Water slays the ember blaze,
Cooling the fury that raged that day.
Anything good is burnt to ashes.
A wood fed torture that whips with passion.
Delicate figures are scorched apart.
Like people are left with a blackened heart.
Once it’s started it hard to stop
An uncontrollable rampage put on the clock.
No one knows if they can calm it in time
Hate is a spreading wildfire.
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Written March 26th, 2006
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brill
wow, freakin kewl!!!!!!!! I loved it!!Great discription!!! x haylow x -
WOW this is AWOSME i never would have thought that a wildfire could be compared to hate but i really like it! keep it up!
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