I feel like i'm an angel in hell, because
I have never had a happy moment in my life.
I have know way to stay sane without killing
someone I hate, but what is life if you don't
have a psycho side to an ANGEL.
Would anyone care if i died, *NO* hell most know
that I hate all living things that have life.
Well in the end I guess that I'm no ANGEL after
all anyways, but that never was the point of this
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Everyone has to DDIIEE! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem