Hate

One of the 7 deadly sins

Hate is poison to the mind

It turns good people crazy

 

It's a strong word

Bitter and harsh in the mouth

Almost like a Curse but not quite

 

If Hate was a person

I could see it being a female

A fire succubus

That laughs at destruction

 

If it was fire

It wouldn't  go in a single burst

No, it would burn slowly consuming everything

 

It is lovers with Jealously

Friends with Sadness

Buddies with Greed

And married to Envy

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