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Hate
Hate the man living inside my skin.
The fucking sicko bastard poisons my soul.
His lecherous thoughts like putrid oil slicks on the pond of my mind.
Sniper rifle at the ready, 7.62 blowing relationships to hell and back.
Damm him for riding shotgun as I speed down the road, cajoling me ever faster.
His greed and avarice sucking me dry, pushing me over the cliff’s edge.
The stupid shit needs to leave the way he came in before I slit his throat and dump his ass in the gutter.
The fucking sicko bastard poisons my soul.
His lecherous thoughts like putrid oil slicks on the pond of my mind.
Sniper rifle at the ready, 7.62 blowing relationships to hell and back.
Damm him for riding shotgun as I speed down the road, cajoling me ever faster.
His greed and avarice sucking me dry, pushing me over the cliff’s edge.
The stupid shit needs to leave the way he came in before I slit his throat and dump his ass in the gutter.
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