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Legion of Hate


Amidst a swirling storm of screaming voices,
That came to be known, by these choices,
That had me loathe the ones I had entrusted to bestow,
Upon my secrets and to never reveal my weakness to be shown..

Hate it made me this way,
Emptiness I choose to stay,
In my legion of hate, I wish,
The end wasn't too late.

In the end I was beaten with my own past,
And it never fled this tormented mind,
And those who knew became my enemies,
With this experience I'll never open up, never will I let them know,
Forced alone, no more to show...

Hate it made me this way,
Emptiness I choose to stay,
In my legion of hate, I wish,
The end wasn't too late.

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