Rage and hatred grows inside
A feeling of destruction arises
There is only one person that matters
The only one who brightens my day, and my state of mind
But she will never be mine
So these feelings are left within me until the day I die
Left to rotten buried in the ground
For I am consumed by my self
Formed by sickness and weakness
Afraid of nothing, unable to feel pain
Nothing to loose, but all the more to gain
Don't mess with me, unless you can bring game
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