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Jul 2020
I hate you
I do
I hate you
It’s true
There no one that I hate
As much as I hate you

Your existence is useless
I can’t find a reason
To try and help you?
Well wouldn’t that be treason

You’re weak and pathetic
You cry and you mope
No one will notice
You’ve run out of hope

Time is ticking
And your rage shall be free
The day that you snap
Is the day they see ME

I am your demon
I am your beast
I am your truth
All their laughing shall cease
Taykel Thatch
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Taykel Thatch  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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