in the darkness never being seen 
to lurk in the shodows of the dead and unseen world
were the death 
meets thine life
the pain shall last not
but a moment 
as the blade runs
runs gently down my wrist 
then i ask 
y 
y did i do this 
yet it is late 
to late to stop 
for pride 
pride that drives me 
so here i shall lurk 
in the world of death 
waiting for those 
those that will never see
see the truth 
the truth that lays 
that lays inside me 
for i am alone 
and never seen 
by those that hate
me for me 
thou they hate 
they dont know why 
why must they hate 
hat in me 
so here i will ask 
askith thee
is it worth it 
WORTH IT TO HATE?????
intrigued 
intrigued i am by thee 
to say 
love is to hate 
and hate is to love
so we stand not knowing 
cause and effect
effect and cause 
to do one 
is to do the other 
nor to love 
nor to hate 
is to not feel pain
nor joy
so this brings 
a question of all
to define 
define what we feel
is pain not the root of life
is joy not the nector of reality
tis it worth to love 
and love alike
to hate the ones 
the ones you love 
so to say love is hate 
and hate is love 
then my love 
is my hate 
and my hate 
is truely my love 
so to hate thine foe 
is to love thee 
so to feel is but a morality 
without feelings do we live 
or do we die
to feel is to live 
to feel is to die 
is this not enferior 
so not to feel 
would be to never exist 
without feeling 
we are but a dream
to this is another of the questions 
are we the dream 
or the dreamer of the dream 
are we not the dreamer of ther dream who drempth the dreamer 
are we real
do we breathe 
how do we feel 
should we feel 
if we are the dream 
when we dream 
does the awake 
are we here or there 
we are BUT MORALTIY!!!!
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