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Hopeless,
unable to find the words,
unable to feel this felling,
Lost,
unable to find myself,
unable to express this felling,
always thing about it,
always dwelling in fantasy,
there is no it,
it cannot be,
it will never happen,
it will never know me,
it only wants hatred,
lust,
greed,
envy,
it only wants to be mean,
it is always lying,
it is a plague,
it spreads to everyone,
it must not survive,
it must be forgotten,
it must be buried,
far beneath the soul,
it is everything bad,
where will it strike next,
it has already came and past,
to think,
I still want it.
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Jeffrey Lawson
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