What will happen when we hate one another?
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- Tags: hate, love, Sister Brother, thing
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What will happen when we hate one another?
When brother turns on sister and sister on brother?
When the world is gone and we are gone within,
Then what, just what, will we hate then?
I hate you. I love you…
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Why do people hate upon hate?
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- Tags: hate, Lots Of Money, money, People, phone, Why Do People
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What good is a song if you can’t sing?
What good is a phone if it doesn’t ring?
What good is a leader who doesn’t care?
Who doesn’t lead, who doesn’t share?
Why do people hate upon hate?
Why does difference make us so irate?
Why are there people with lots of money?
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sick of the hate.
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- Tags: Anger, Arrogance, Bloodshed, Envy, Greed, Met, Pride, Screams, sick, the hate., Willpower
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I will close my mouth, and advice you to do the same.
I hope you don’t continue your reign of bloodshed, and pain
I will not be around, but I can promise you I won’t be a friend.
I will not take from her, and to her I will never ever lend.
But at least I’m not shouting in her face, no. I have the willpower you’ll never get.
Because I’m sick of the screams, the ignorance, the arrogance, and we’ve barely even met…
But most of all, something passes my hate for anything else. More than ignorance, more than gluttony, more than lust, more than envy, sloth, greed, anger and pride
I’m utterly, horrendously, sick of the hate.
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I hate being the hated
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- Tags: Bloodshed, Harsh Word, hated, Laughter, Smile, the voice
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I’m sick of it
The harsh word, the laughter, the voice
Her snaps back, your arrogant smile
They’re human, do you not see!?
I hate being the hated one and I want to stop the bloodshed.
There’s just enough hate to spread, but not enough to just leave her alone
Do we even know what she goes through? Never. No, we never will
So why do we hate so much? We’re all so blind!
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now something is missing
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- Tags: Guess, hate, missing, something, True Colours
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But now something is missing,
I guess it always had been,
it was just unimportant,
and therefore remained unseen.
Now I see what you did,
And I hate you.
I see your true colours,
And I hate you.
I remember what you said,
And I hate you.
I watched you scorn.
I Hate You.
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