Death

You tried to buy, and you opted to sell me.

But I despise your kind, the rich, I want to spit in your face.

I did not respect your presentation, and I felt utter disregard for you almost automatically.

Irregardless, if I did not know you or understand you.

Your class, I despise.

All of you.

I will fight and gain mine, with contempt and love in my heart.

You are privileged, but my honor is much more glorious than your vain, vanity pursuit.

That is my stance, standing of soul, and passion.

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