Ocean of Purge Fluids


I am so full, so full to the brim 
With this ocean of hatred through which i swim. 
And i don't have the option or else i would sink. 
More hate over flowing from me than I think...

I would drown if I didn't have a second to breathe
Never consumed with the malice of cracking my teeth
But I'm led to the same at every catch of my breath
I fucking hate you and wish you a thousand times
death

At the expense of refrain, maybe composure is kept
Because it's not like disturbing a creature that's slept
It's is awake and forever with eyes open wide
It can see you through my eyes, sclera cracked and dried

But it's stirring, disturbing me with such intense malcontent
For I'm surrounded by you all, whom I fucking resent
Your very essence is filth, everything I despise
And I hope each and every one of you fucking dies!

The inception of torture when inconvenience is minor
A truth that's much simpler than simple, it's finer
So fine it's almost too hard to see
But i, magnified you're the scourge of me!

I despise you, I hate you more than words can express
At best just a swarm of anthropic pests
I desire the most that you're all exterminated 
I fucking hate you more than anything I've ever hated!

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