Wrath

 

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Hail to the broken, hurt and torn!

Hail to the hypocrite, fake and scorned!

Wrath and pain let them wed,

The guilty and the culprit bury them dead!

The rope and the trigger, these are friends.

Angry tears streaming down the cheeks

Wipe them, there’s no room for the weak.

Scream your lungs out!

Exhale the loneliness, go and shout

Life is never a misery

But a celebration of everyone’s insanity

Toast to the savior of depression!

Toast to the queen of deception!

Be tearful not for sadness ends here.

Smile for the sun shines somewhere.

You are the hero of your own melancholy

You saved yourself from drowning lachrymosely.

Hail to the broken, hurt and torn!

Hail to the hypocrite, fake and scorned!

~LunaShea

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