If I Hit You

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If I bash you

Would a smile surface

Would the blood paint cities

Would you laugh with me

What sinful thoughts

They cut holes in the soul

I will take them

I adore laughing

Seeing pain smear the face

priceless,

You can call me a bitch

Lucifer's spawn

If it helps you sleep at night

Take the fucking higher ground

We are all fundamentally alike

Each one of us holds

Hate

Greed

Wrath

Envy

Hell envy is my name

I want to lay about

Treating my tormentors like

shit,

Hate is my second name

It holds me tightly

Always presenting the stars

My third name is greed

It is my flesh

I want peace of soul

Peace of mind

Peace from responsibility

My fourth and worst name is

wrath,

This book holds my anger

The payback I wish to deliver

My words speak my wrath

Actions aren't my style

Words kill the soul

They make us second guess

If I hit you

Would you die

Well would you

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