H A T E

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Hate is a poison that uses my energy
For stupid things like poetry
If you asked, I couldn't ever tell
Why it is I break each of your cells
Down so that I can hate
All of them, I've decided your fate
I've never wished this upon
Another living being, but it will dawn
On you that your life will be quick
I swear I'm not simply ticked
I actually do hate you
With every organ, cell, artery, too

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