Define This...

by Queen of fools (evil evie) - Aquarius

Define this.
I was blessed with nothing
But a cold black heart 
Not good at anything 
Except for crying out in the night
Misery excapes my eyes 
i know you see right through all the smiles
all the stupid jokes i make 
I know that you can tell im a fake
All i feel is hate
 all i want to do is rape anyone of there feelings if they try and come near
revenge on anyone who cares
Haterd towards the truth 
who needs that 
Lies are more fun
Make a happy day turn intresting 
Seeing people fight
Makes my miserable days turn out alright
I guess im cruel i guess im evil
But look at me
Does it seem like i give a flying fuck
Define this...
I hate all of you
Birth sign: Aquarius
Date created: 2001-09-21 22:04:29
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:45:05
Poem ID: 65068

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