I Hate
I Hate
I eat innocent meat
pray on the street we don't meet
The profile I will kill
what you won't do I will
I bash myself to sleep
What you sow I will reap
I scar myself you see
I wish I wasn't me
I am the little stick
you stir me in the ****
I hate there for I am
Goddamn your righteous hand
Copyright © Aleta Pope | Year Posted 2011
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