Abhor

‘Keep your friends close and enemies closer’
This quote requires a holster
No bullet nor gun, it is self triggered
Not your back nor front, in your shadow they whisper

Hate has its tone
So ignorant it seats on a throne
Ironically it looks innocent when alone
Give it light and it will devour your bones

The dark usually come at your mercy
It seduces you to think you are worthy
It is salty so it feeds you salt until you are thirsty
The moment you reach for water is when it begins to taste victory

Hate, they say speaks for savages
Behind that ambush of a white smile
Is a dark director that call scenes
Skip an act and you will fall on your knees

Your pain will bring them joy
Your tears will give them smiles
Your sorrow will give them satisfaction
Your death will give them life

You are not a fuel to one’s insecurity
Rather their hate should be a fuel to your prosperity
Life is but negative depending on your mentality
The choices you make would always shape your personality

‘Keep your friends close and enemies closer’
This quote requires a holster
No bullet nor gun, it is self triggered
Not your back nor front, in your shadow they whisper

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