I hate
When it burns me
This little piece of nothing
That's driven inside
Just beneath the surface
I scream
With my silent conjecture
And nothing forms
The words on my lips
I die unnoticed
From the outside looking in
This little piece of nothing
The fuel for my Hatred
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Author:
MrNobody40 (
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- Comment from author about the poem: It's about fighting your demons. I call it little piece of nothing because i want to pretend its nothing, when in reality it digs at every aspect of your life. In the end it makes me feel like nothing. The song was written based on the poem. Hope you enjoy
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