I am ridden with confusion,
Universe.
Yes I am talking to you!
You satisfy my craving,
Of which I am left hating.
And you giggle,
At my suffering.
screw you,
Universe.
Yes I am talking to you!
And now you allow me to see the sun
As if I could have won.
And you redeem yourself
Tricking me into thinking you are done.
Damn it,
Universe.
Yes I am talking to you!
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Oh Universe. Ya done gone and pissed off another one of your beings. Way to go... send lots of sun promptly to make up for these grievances.
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