Spiteful One szöveg

He has two ears but no reason

He cannot hear the logic of men

With him two eyes, but no sight

This spiteful one

He cannot see the truth of his folly

A mind capable of thought, but not able

In his desire to hurt, he destroys himself

This spiteful one

A written voice, silent and surreal

Abandoning the expectations of men

A greyed child, a lost lonely remnant

This spiteful one

Whose hope was cast away long ago

Now he can only derail what he failed

Distractions creations attempting one

This spiteful one

Yet the astute see his sinister soul

Whom shall value his trite existance

His spiteful ways, his banal days

This spiteful one

Poor, poor man, such irony involved

Somewhere between jealousy

And self indulgence lies only pity

This spiteful one

So much wonder, so much joy

Never seen, never known

All lost to a lifespan unloved

This spiteful one

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