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Hate
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Hate
I shall beguile with a confident smile,
The weak and spineless scum,
Who feed off fear with utmost contempt,
And alienate the shunned,
And once within my vicous grasp,
These vile beings run,
But too late the wretched realize,
They surely've been out done,
For never can they truly escape,
My revengeful fun,
For justice can and will be served,
With my righteous gun.
