the world is a dark cold palce
where lies spread like spiders
and in those lies is spun a web
a web of internal hate
the world is a lonely place
where love does not exist
where one love is never enough
and broken hearts holding bottles
to wash it all away
the world is a jealous place
where jealousy is spun
into everything you do
the world is a destructive place
as you probably agree
it's filled with people
people you hate
for doing all these things
those people don't deserve to live
those people are you and me.
another poem
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