Happy people are sickening
No one is ever that happy all the time
It feels so good to be bad
Fighting against the pure
I let the rage fester, poisoning my conscious
Blistering pustules - The Fear - infect my exterior
It used to make me sad
To dwell on the things that I have lost
I have become hardened against the good
In order to restore what was gained.
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