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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