TickcoT

I harbor my hatred

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My eyes glow at the pretentious

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Those who come to self benefit

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Those who step on the innocent

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Solitary in body, heated in mind

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I feel anger burning

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My struggles soon for all

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The bomb that's been building

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Suddenly it's over

tock.

 

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