As I stare straight out this window
Through this broken glass
Looking
You all thrive on hate
Like there's no love left
You suck
I woke up in a painful dream
Nothing is as it
My blood is boiling
My time is now
Sick of the toiling
Someone
Neglection.
It's the same every day
Wern't you my friend?
You decided to
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