42nd Poem: My Hatred

My Hatred


May i laugh,
In your funeral?

May i smile,
When i stab you?

May i dance,
When i hurt you?

May i cheer,
When you lay broken?

May i applaud
When you bleed?

May i kill you?
So we are free.

-End-
(dedicated to those who make my heart weary)

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Black mood attacks.