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The hatred in his mind is a tormenting tornado,
Waiting to burst any inanimate object into debris.
Few can say they prayed,
Others say they have failed and choose the physcotic way.
Beloved peoples' brains and blood lay splattered onto the floor,
Meanwhile the lifeless, stunned man pointed a gun to himself.
"I have no reason to live!" He shouted angily.
He stayed put for a minute thinking about what he had done.
Thinking about his whole life, past, present, and future.
He decided nothing is worth this much pain,
He threw the gun across the room and never looked back to his crazy ways.
He lived on with his life
And soon found a new person he would adore.
Now, my mind is filled with butterflies galore.
Let's just hope it doesn't end up like before...