A constant search for meaning in a naked mind, the root of agony flows to nourish the unkind. My flaws beg for laughter from women who admonish scum, dance the darkness falls like the sky is raining rum. There is no purpose to a fallible trek, take the knife to your throat and slice your fucking neck. No one will care trust me I AM you, you are a disgusting mouthful not even a pig would chew. You are fat and ugly and stupid and bland, you deserve to drown in piss your struggle to breathe would be grand. She doesn't love you you stubborn fool, your heart is just a thing to her like a counterfeit jewel. Love is a purpose without meaning, that's lost on you because reality keeps intervening. You're a piece of shit, you deserve to die, kill yourself, you need only try. I cannot rhyme without tears, you irritate me that is clear. Don't you see I exist because you persist. I don't want this anymore you hear me, your death is her glee.
Your death, is her glee. Your death, is her glee. Your death, is her glee. Your death, is her glee. Your heart is a counterfeit jewel...worthless.
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