Anger

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You know, it hurts...

And I despise you.

All the alerts

Have been ignored...

I doubt

That I'll ever forgive you.

You say I'm corrupt

But usually,

The flaws that you see in other people

Are your own.

I can't stay quiet

When others suffer.

Would it be better if I lied?

I don't think so.

And I've started to think

That you're all just lowlifes

With no wings

That just happened to have knives.

I shouldn't hate you so much

But I do...

Don't get surprised

That I don't want to deal with you.

You're trying to teach me

But I can learn myself,

Thanks so much,

I don't need your help.



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