April 13, 2013

  • Kill the Sun


    I hate the sun that burns in my jealous sky.


    I hate the twisted things in my heart begging to see the light.
      
    Please take your joy somewhere else.


    I hate the hope that it brings
     

    Hope is poisonous and blinding for my soul


    and I want to go home where hope doesn't exist.

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