Dropped Baby
Trapped
feeling of despair is the prison
Feelings
that tear to wonder at dysfunction
And
always that jail cell without a door
Resentment
that frustrates from rejection
Evil is
the parent that is your enemy
No care
for your future or whether you live happily
Flashes
of guilt when your hatred rises
Repress
that emotion until it laughs
So dislike
for their gender becomes the grinder
Let the
hatred out and say fuck the guilt
There can
be no forgiveness, for it must be earned
The fear
into hatred will never be burned
Impact on
life is the struggle within their curse
Memories
of emotional deaths suffered
Hate the
world, no, because then they’ve won
So see
them in every man or woman and let the feeling thru’
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