Hatred

Hatred is a demon in a man's form.

His eyes are hard-with a cold glare;

and dares anyone to come closer.

His movements are fluid, but with repressed anger-

like a venomous snake waiting for its prey.

He is a warriorthat has seen many things

and wants revenge of the wrongdoing towards him.

NO one will touch him

for his sword strikes with a vicious sensation

for his blood is boiling.

His heart is surrounded in darkness and is protected by armor,

not letting anyone come in.

He stays in silence-watching everyone

with smoldering malice,gripping his hands-

tring to stop the angry fire from surging through.

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