Love to hurt, hurt love.

People just love to hurt me,

disassociate.

Turns out i was right,

Right about humans and war,

Humans love war, death.

Look at the small things.

Take the first, make it perfect.

Move on to the next

I will die younger.

Yes i will probably, might;

But it all depends.

New habits, new death

New death, another ways die

Thousand ways to die.

Greed a grateful foil,

Foiled humanity’s society,

wealth, temporary.

New years, new habits;

New suffering, new torture.

Why do you lick wounds?

Murder, death, divide

To be human, you suffer;

Suffering addict.

To be a kingdom-

Humanity, king of rats;

Humans, our kings.

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