Year after year the sun rose and set with hostility and bitterness. So am I that foolish to think the future will get any better? I remember that you once knew how to smile, but now your lips are razors and your mouth is full of spears. You cavil over the smallest things just to try and prove you’re in control. With everything focused on your status and security, you’ve become so concerned with the future so now you’ve let the present slip right through your fingers. Your harsh words and cold skin are a plague! Yet somehow you convince these people to swarm with your pathetic victimized stories, even though we both know the truth! Your miserable excuse for self-righteous vengeance makes me sick. You try to use your God to justify your malicious acts of greed. You’ve been so consumed with gain that even your heart has turned to gold… You live as if bitter is the new black and so you’re going to die cold and alone! In the end, do you think you can find a coffin big enough to take your plunder with you? Your harsh words and cold skin are a plague. You use your God to justify your acts of greed. Do you think you can find a coffin big enough?
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