(Yes...I know I love to write poetry about hate and stuff...Im leaving tomorow....)
Angel wings like the DeathFul Night...feathery...soft...like a babys blanket...have you heard of the hate inside...but hard...like a rock...tough...like skin...my heart is black...a black...a blackful piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitttttttttttt..........oh...tell me...tell me true...have you let...your heart decide...take it...take it...take the insufferble feeling inside...i cant stand to see you anymore...the sight of you is making me feel...making me feel...making me feel like nobody cares where i am...nobody cares who i am...nobody cares where i aaam....
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