I Come Face To Face
With The Thing I Hate
It Stares With Cold Eyes
Eyes Have Seen Many Things
Its Rage Builds Up
Rage That's Uncontrollable
It's The Thing I Hate
How The Body Turns Cold And Numb
How Pain Gives It Joy
How It Lashes Out At Me
It's The Thing I Hate
I'm Afraid Of It
I'd Love To Run From It
I've Tried To Hide From It
I Carry Its Pain And Hate
The Thing I Hate
It's Only Me
But I Can Only See.
By: Eric
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