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When the worlds' own heart is broken
With a terrible shattering noise,
When the world cries out in pain
I shall be the one to weep with joy.
What this world has done too me,
How much I have screamed;
Another day or week goes past
And still I cannot see
The truth, where does it lie?
Where is the grain of honesty waiting to be gleaned?
They say that I need help, ha!
They do not care, and why
Would they, with their harsh faces;
They have made me this way.
Twisted, cold and a hatred for them
Beneath my smiling facade, this fake happiness.
With a terrible shattering noise,
When the world cries out in pain
I shall be the one to weep with joy.
What this world has done too me,
How much I have screamed;
Another day or week goes past
And still I cannot see
The truth, where does it lie?
Where is the grain of honesty waiting to be gleaned?
They say that I need help, ha!
They do not care, and why
Would they, with their harsh faces;
They have made me this way.
Twisted, cold and a hatred for them
Beneath my smiling facade, this fake happiness.
...This had better work... or i shall be most annoyed, stupid "preview image required" bull-faeces... GGGGRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... Anyways, I was feeling, emo and maybe just slightly anger so i write tragic and possibly disturbing poetry- HURRAH!!! 
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this is sick..
but why do I sort f enjoy it?
but why do I sort f enjoy it?