A Poem By My Brother. R.I.P Poem by DANIEL Wallett
A Poem By My Brother. R.I.P
I hate this monster you created
I hate these people that has always faded
I hate this world and all it's lies
I hate these hypocrites with all their fake cries
I hate this stuff you put in my head
I hate this stuff that will follow me until I am dead
I hate all this waiting
I ate hurting
- Jeremy Wallett 3-6-11
Sunday, January 24, 2021
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