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The bells of the cathedral we're standing in, Seething hate, rage, everything horrid within. The ritualistic percussion sounds off in my head As I'm looking right ahead. At you. Right ahead. You ******* despicable horror of a person. Have you ever tried doing something nice? Have you ever considered not being such an idiot? You have the capacities of a teaspoon, With the mental awareness of a tiny child, You little stain of ***** on the couch of life. You were never wanted and you were never loved. You couldn't show me one thing that makes you worth it. You can't prove anything to me, I know you. You're disgusting, you're worth the hate. You're nothing to me, you ******* maggot. No wonder you get degraded and taken advantage of. No wonder nobody wants you and they just use you. Continue on your worthless existence, you ******* ***** As I walk towards the gigantic door I came in... I see him walk off towards the same door in another world.
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Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 6:37 PM UTC
The Seed Of A Bird With Hate In Its Beak Has Taken To Growing In My Mind!
The bells of the cathedral we're standing in, Seething hate, rage, everything horrid within. The ritualistic percussion sounds off in my head As I'm looking right ahead. At you. Right ahead. You ******* despicable horror of a person. Have you ever tried doing something nice? Have you ever considered not being such an idiot? You have the capacities of a teaspoon, With the mental awareness of a tiny child, You little stain of ***** on the couch of life. You were never wanted and you were never loved. You couldn't show me one thing that makes you worth it. You can't prove anything to me, I know you. You're disgusting, you're worth the hate. You're nothing to me, you ******* maggot. No wonder you get degraded and taken advantage of. No wonder nobody wants you and they just use you. Continue on your worthless existence, you ******* ***** As I walk towards the gigantic door I came in... I see him walk off towards the same door in another world.
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Nov 13, 2017
Nov 13, 2017 at 6:37 PM UTC
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