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Dec 2018
Too much, too much in me is hate
Slashed myself in pieces
watch blood run through my veins

Anger is my blanket
A clothing I cannot un-take
Remove me and my memories
I swiveled in so much hate

I want to breathe a nice air
even if it's regret

Hate, hate is within my skin
not ashamed to **** a being
not scared to be chased by names

I am me
A broken melody
Hate, all is hate
I will never,
Never love again
Remove this hate, anyone.
Tint
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