Hate the fact of being alive.
Loath the air in our lungs.
Feel the nervous looks on your neck.
Smell the fear when you walk by...
and be amused.
Be at worst even when you cry for pleasure.
Inhale smoke, poison your body.
Exhale fog, burn out our eyes with it.
Make natural beauty bleed.
Make irrational love.
Laugh at weakness,
Pick on the smallest,
Disrespect differences.
Rape, kill, burn.
Go ahead, it's all free.
Go ahead and do that.
Do it, and I'll fucking kill you.
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