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All my questions remain unanswered
Sometimes I feel upset or tempered
I wish I died inside my mother’s womb
Instead I live and now I am doomed
People think they know me but they don’t
They say they’ll be there for me but they won’t
I suffocate beneath their lies
I guess my heart inside really died
I didn’t love hate but now I do
I controlled but hate always shine right thru
I hate all of their fake smiles
I hear their gossips from far miles
It feels like I wanna smash their head
But that wouldn’t make them half dead
I would open their dirty flesh
I wouldn’t let them scream less
Then I would listen to their gossips
While I listen to music and wine—I sip
I wouldn’t stop the torture when I’m there
Next—I’d pull off their hair
It’d hurt so much that they’ll wish for their deaths
Their prayers won’t reach out while they take their breaths
Blood would come out of their skulls
Then maybe I’d stop the pulls
I’d reveal their real evil inside
Which they have but which they used to hide
In the last minute of their time would be quite an art
I’d pull a sword out and push it right into their black hearts
I’d stomp on their blood organism when they flip
While the victims’ blood slowly drip
If I see one of them again, I swear I’d cut off that face
And I hope their God will take them to a better place.