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Don't

DON'T slap me.
DON'T punch me.
DON'T pull my hair.
DON'T kick me.
DON'T verbally, mentally, or sexually abuse me,
even though you think it's easy.
You beat my brother; fucked him too.
You think he's weak and a sissy.
You put him down, beat him to the ground,
call him a faggot and prissy.
WE HATE YOU.
WE DESPISE YOU.
I want to grab a gun or knife and KILL YOU.
You victimized an innocent boy.
Used him as nothing but a sex toy.
I DON'T care what you did to me
but why couldn't you let my baby brother be?
I WANT TO FLAY YOU.
Slice off pieces of your skin,
starting with your dick.
But un-like you, you son-of-a-bitch,
I'm just not that sick.
In the end it all comes down to Karma.
Then what the hell will you do?
What goes around comes around,
You dirty bastard.
      Buddha's watching you.
Written by BluesGal73
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