Haters
They hate
and have a grey face
feeding on corpses
mental homes
masonic lodges
jails
overcrowded with freaks
that think of themselves
as eagles
dead dogs
full of dead flies
big
fake smiles
hidden in leather gloves
grey eyes
that scare even
the funeral workers
warming their bones
on their own rage...
That's what they do
they hate
have a grey face
and never cry
for an innocent tear
on an
innocent eye ...
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