Hatred World
I discover myself contemplating my being
as I linger in an abyss of corruption.
Hiding from the mournfulness that intimidates me as I sleep.
I was never cherished, I was no favorite of anything.
adopted by hatred, overlooked by fame.
Hanged by a noose, as death cheered my name.
antagonized and taunted.
defeated and seized.
Stop, your words cut deep, I am begging you please.
I did not do anything to harm you.
I come in peace. Why must you dislike me?
I hear, I see all your malicious ways.
I will not tell anyone, but they will know my story
before my early ending day.
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