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Primitive hate

I'll stay calm this time

Promise I'll calm my nerves

But every time I try

Things only get worse

Too much oxygen wasted

On useless fucking chodes

You keep feeding my hatred

Until I explode

Wanna knee you in the gut

Kick you in the face

Wanna fuck you up

Leaving no trace

Except my footprint in your head

Beaten in with force

The street is your deathbed

No fucking remorse!
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