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Wretched Beings

You’re not a martyr
You’re a distraction
A probe sent forth
Seeking your own
Self satisfaction
You’re not distinguished
Go ahead
Spread your filth
While your dignity
Is relinquished
You’re a consumer
To the lies you
Conjure
You wretch, You’re worthless
Yes, I mean ever word
I hope that you heard this
So take it to heart
I mean what I say
You’re all I despise
Yet I can’t stay away




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