Nat S Ford (natf) wrote,
Nat S Ford
natf

Fear.
Fear of the hatred
Of those who are repulsed
By fear of cold hatred.

Hate.
Hate for the haters
For all except someone _
That one I can not hate.

Love.
Love for a hater.
My love fights his hatred.
Oh, why does he hate me?

Long.
Long for a loved one
To think of and be with.
Instead I have hatred.

Fear.
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