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Tunnel of Hate

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By Forest GreenPublished 2 months ago • 1 min read
Tunnel of Hate
Photo by Clem Onojeghuo on Unsplash

They throw stones from the cracks, I throw 'em right back

Every insult a brick, now the wall got my back

I been called every name, I been dragged through the mud

Now the mud on my shoes turn to diamonds and blood

Hate got a rhythm, I learned how to move with the beat

Every punch that they throw, I just dance on my feet

They want me to trip, want me to slip, want me to fall

I just spin on my heels, make the hate hit the wall

Tunnel get deeper, I get meaner, I don't get lost

I turn every corner to a crown with the cost

They said I would drown in the river of spite

Now I'm surfing the wave, now I'm owning the night

Hate got a face, I done seen it too many times

Now I wear it like armor, now it sharpens my rhymes

Tunnel of hate, but I made it a lane

Every scar on my chest turn to fuel for the flame

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Forest Green

Hi. I am a writer with some years of experiences, although I am still working out the progress in my work. I make different types of stories that I hope many will enjoy.

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    Written by Forest Green