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Anger and hate

Anger runs through my veins.
Thick black liquid.
I call it hate.
I sit here with wild eyes.

All you can do is tell me lies.
I feel a burning in my spine
A rising fire I can't control.
i think I am ready to let go.

I will let the this fire devour my soul.
Over dramatic is what you say.
I knew you didn't care anyway.
I'll slit you with this knife.

The same one I used to slit my wrists.
Just to watch them bleed.
It's all a big game and you're the main piece.
So let me take this hatchet to your face.
It's not like you need it anyways.

Your presence is such a disgrace.
you entered a life with no escape.
Let me take it all from you.
There is no room for two.
Written by KeliaKatastrophie (Forever Alone)
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