Hate with a hint of longing.
Scorn with a tinge of craving.
Disdain with shades of desire.
Loathing laced with fire.
A curse yet almost a prayer.
A scream and a whisper.
A war-cry and a lullaby.
Your truth and your lie.
As your lips curl in a slur,
Your eyes, they remember.
For every shame in her name,
I wish mine carries the same.
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