Hate

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False beauty

Simplistic, silent musings,
Days gone, long past.
No future in palm readings.
The...

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birds

birds

What to do with those birds eating all my sweet cherries?

Singing their loud annoying summer...

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Evil Lover, Evil Heart.....

Love hates me for I am brash, and proud, alas
The formulated lemmings, jumping from the cliffs...

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Just another face in the...

 Just another face in the crowd

Faces stood still waiting to enter the door

I moved ahead and got a little closer

Without...

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How Can I Forget You

How can I forget you, especially this way
You walked away, you turned your back on us
You...

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There's A Conspiracy

There's a conspiracy
Somewhere inside of me
There's something trying to tell me
Not to...

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A Hypocritical Statement, A...

Hatred is such an ill-nurtured feeling
that consumed us all at times.
It stopeths us from...

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Decomposition

Decomposing rotting bodies are they here to stay and party,
Are they hardly partly rotting, do they...

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twisted heart.

I wish i could rip it out of me,
hold it in my hand,
wave it around in front of you, maybe...

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Hate Plume

Time may heal all wounds,

But so will Crown Royal and some good tunes,

My soul has...

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KEEP IT ZIPPED !?X

KEEP IT ZIPPED !?X

I HATE IT WHEN PEOPLE TALK OVER YOU!
OR AS IF YOUR NOT EVEN THERE!?
OR FINISH OFF,WHAT YOU...

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How Dare You

How dare you say you love me

Then do that

How dare you say you love me

Then say...

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Buried

Buried

Splinter the wood; bring back all the feeling,
I'm no longer a ghost but an angel of meaning....

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Mute The Mook

Mute The Mook

The evil Mr. White

Is not terribly bright

He’s very rarely right,

But he sure loves...

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this house is not a home

I hate the house I live in thats why I always just float with the wind

Always in and out, I cant...

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Dark Passenger

Dashing and racing
through my head
tortured with echoes
of 2 years dead
...

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Are You Surprised?

Chaos is rising, and it’s rising in me to the verge of blowing up.
All the stress and pressure and...