David Wicks - Hater

Can't you all see
The Hater to be?
This cold hearted soul
Residing in me?

The pains that I cause
Make The Devil applause,
And it echoes in my ears,
Clearing my mind
Of all that once was.
He enjoys my insults
That bring you all tears

So pain I will bring you,
This a guarantee,
That Satan will succeed in breeding
The Hater in me.

David Wicks

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