No soul for the singer without shame

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No Soul for the Singer without Shame

You're heartless, you wretch,

I know you so well; you're a bloody mess,

You're callous and cruel, such a petty fool,

A disgrace, you're a liar,

I hate you, with ire,

Full of scorn, you repulse me,

Like a maggot writhing, I despise your very being,

You fill me with contempt, you're disgusting,

I laugh at you; your Soul is an empty black pit,

Your mouth is full of sh#t, you are the filth beneath my feet,

Your words mean nothing; you are worth the same,

I am sickened at the touch of you; your appearance repulses me,

Despicable scum, the sight of you is offensive,

You are repugnant and obscene; it shocks me how obnoxious you are,

Your presence is insufferable; I detest your unbearable stench,

You horrible person, you are vile,

Through my eyes you are loathsome, you revolt me...

I

HATE

YOU

.

.

.

You know why I say this?...It's a secret...

A burning secret...

HEARTLESS WRETCH BLOODY MESS CALLOUS CRUEL PETTY FOOL DISGRACE LIAR

I HATE YOU IRE SCORN REPULSE MAGGOT WRITHING DESPISE CONTEMPT DISGUSTING

EMPTY BLACK PIT FULL OF SH#T FILTH SICKENED REPULSES DESPICABLE SCUM OFFENSIVE

REPUGNANT OBSCENE OBNOXIOUS INSUFFERABLE DETEST UNBEARABLE STENCH HORRIBLE

VILE LOATHSOME REVOLT I HATE YOU. . .

You are MINE, identical Soul, harmonic melody, we are the same, for there is no Soul for the Singer without Shame.

THE END OF SOUL

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<3Scar this is my last poem in this book thanks for reading yall lol jokes :)

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