Life is not a rehearsal to implicate 
pain, consciously and unconsciously, 
for you'll be sorry. There's a payback 
for every fool things you scary and
your life, a misery.
People who love to hate, is the 
reflection of one, who hate himself. 
Let haters hate and karma will 
handle and take over their fate.
Weighing now what you did, God
forbid.
Treat others the way you would like
to be treated, that hate is not what 
you get. Breaking the silence is not 
to give revenge, but for haters to 
destroy their hate.
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