Hate
Why do you hate me?
What have I done?
You don’t even know me.
I give one chance to run.
Strangers as your target.
You live to cause pain.
You crossed the wrong one.
So many just the same.
To think your in control.
You’ve pushed to the limit.
Your world crumbles.
Now it’s your turn to live it.
Feel the pain you inflict.
Getting pushed to the edge.
Not so funny anymore.
But it’s too late your dead!
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