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People say hatred is wrong That it means you're as bad as the very one you hate But I beg to differ Why can't I hate her for torturing me as a child And trying her very best to make me sad Why can't I hate him for doing the very same For doing anything he can to made me feel pain Just because he can't hurt himself enough I've grown to hate myself And as bad as that is I just can't stop I've grown up with such a toxic set of siblings I might as well be the first to go That's what they've always wanted When they tried to strangle me I still remember how it felt When they wrapped their hands around my neck It hurt
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Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 10:53 PM UTC
Hatred in the right
People say hatred is wrong That it means you're as bad as the very one you hate But I beg to differ Why can't I hate her for torturing me as a child And trying her very best to make me sad Why can't I hate him for doing the very same For doing anything he can to made me feel pain Just because he can't hurt himself enough I've grown to hate myself And as bad as that is I just can't stop I've grown up with such a toxic set of siblings I might as well be the first to go That's what they've always wanted When they tried to strangle me I still remember how it felt When they wrapped their hands around my neck It hurt
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16/M/A pineapple under the sea
Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 10:53 PM UTC
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