This Hate You Gave Me

Poem By Xcutter Xoisain

So take me and make me,
Weaken and save me,
This hate that you gave me,
Keeps saying the same thing,
To sing when you hurt,
To sing when you cry,
To sing when you live,
To sing when you die

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