He speaks hate.
He speaks with pure venom,
Because he can't find words
That shows the pain better.
- misprision
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Poetry［Highest ranking: #15］"Perhaps 'it wasn't meant to be' was our meant to be" he says as he chugs down yet another drink. She looks at him and rolls her eyes, "I wonder when your organs will give up on you too".
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He speaks hate.
He speaks with pure venom,
Because he can't find words
That shows the pain better.
- misprision
