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Blackout

This world seizes to amaze me as my hate grows stronger for my enemies same old pattern day and night so i wake up filled with hate as they constantly fight i want to see everything black no more comfort for the spoiled, immature and wack no more drugs pumping in condemned vains as the riot in the streets with flames i cant stand this world im surrounded by anymore Like the open mouth of an adulterous whore no more will me ears abhore.. that useless and annoying clinking like a tiny woman stomping her heels in the floor My God please turn it black as black as the charcoal in sheols stomache that roars i cant take any more

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Book: Shattered Sighs