Unbecoming Hate
Written 5/2/00
By: SoulOfWhispers

Agony's love,
Proceeds to be a boundless edition.
Maybe it's our predictable reflection,
That tossed us to unwanted prediction.

You implicate me,
Only with hatred that's revealed,
Through wretched passion,
As it's unbroken and concealed.

Perishing destiny,
And fate roams its path,
To eternal purgatory,
Of our shadow's weeping bath,

Paradise's passage,
Gives way into darkness before me,
Diverse realms spectacle no pity,
As we're shown reality.

- April Knapp