Against Each Other, We Are

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It's here,

In this room.

It's  here,

It'll bring about our doom.

You think it,

Oh,how you do.

You say it,

Oh, how you'll rue.

Call it what you want,

It's cruel.

Call it what you think,

It is pure evil.

Gossip.

Lies.

Hate.

Cries.

We hate each other;

That's what it seems.

We hate each other;

We're so very mean.

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