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It's hilarious that hatred waits
For me to die so it can be itself
Trying to keep it's screaming head in check
Hatred fears change so it calls me Threat
You know, jealous beast coast
But would die in vain out west
Trembling with it's axe before swings
Hatred struggles to be iconic everything-

Hatred is forgotten
Twenty to thirty years down a line
After I held my nuts
While clinching the great bottle of wine
As in: Don't like me, I like me
As it remains a disorder inside
Hatred avoids mirrors
And it's heart might as well be vacant
I have so much smoke for it
But hatred just can't be patient
Hatred has a peephole
With the nerve of quiet contemplation
It uses a pair of True Night Vision
Having Cluster B self conversations
Like a roach that works in the dark
Something corny can't throw that deep
So it seeks to play agressive underneath
All the sketchy people who became police
All the people hatred couldn't tear apart
Hatred often a group of obsessed creeps
Who rather wake up hating
Before even brushing their damn teeth
Hatred may assume poor education
Being full of shit during confrontation
And it can fuel an entire nation..


Just let them bark. They rarely bite-