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Hatred Of Living

To this world, I am a thorn.
My words are poison,
my doings are shame,
and my existence is pale.

I am exiled,
to be the lowest,
the worst.

I am to blame,
to all the misery.

To me,
Death maybe the path to life

Does God exists?
If He is, then...
It is not me to blame
for your hatred to this lowlife.

If God loves us,
then I'll stay alive.
To not make Him mad,
that I've thrown away His gift.

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People mock me.
Of what I do,
what I look like,
and what I said.

Why, would they laugh behind me.
Why, would they keep their disgust inside.
Tell me! Say it! I know...
...
I won't say anything.
I do not want to do anything.
I couldn't face anyone...

This is the path that I've chosen.
To keep myself at a distance.
Because I...am hated
I, am the world's fool.

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