Phoenix Xero

We stare each other down.
My aura emits a white-blue glow.
Your's is intermittent with specks of black and red.
I can see it in your eyes, pure malice.
Resentment.
Animosity.
Hatred.
You're stronger than me, it is true.
Physically, emotionally.
Maybe even mentally.
Where what little good I have ends,
Your evil begins.
And how very much of it you possess.
I know when compared to you, I am weak.
And when the world breaks me, you manifest yourself.
In my mannerisms, my actions, my words.
Even my voice.
When I'm pushed to the brink, and into the hole,
Your power enters my soul.
And we mix minds and become one, and we're hated by most and feared by some.
Only when I hold you back, do I realize how much you've grown.
From my escape from reality, to my reality's worst nightmare.
We hate each other, yet more intimate than brothers.
You tell my friends I hate them, but they don't hate you, they hate me.
How am I to explain that I'm not in control,
When it seems to people I'm being a little too bold.
I hate you, brother, get hit by a truck.
Suicides an option, when you've got my luck.
To be stuck with a demon that knows no bounds.
When people call me out, it's retard, stupid.
When people call you out, it's asshole, bastard.
See the difference pal?
You only make it worse,
And I'm done running to you, when I can't take anymore.
Mark my words, Mr. Xero,
I'll kill you.
And reclaim my life.
And when I find love, you won't be there to fuck it up again.
Last time WAS the last time.


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HA!
Stupidass!
All of this talk about auras and evil.
Admit it.
You know the truth.
I am, and always have been better then you.
And I don't mean a little bit you fool.
You're so weak, and pathetic.
I ball harder than you can kick,
The only thing faster than me is how fast you can down a plate of lasagna.
The only thing stronger than my lust for power IS my power.
And you think you can take me on and win?
You think you can kill me?
You pussy bitch.
Roll over on your back and die.
Fucker, he didn't leave you because of me, she left you because you're insufferable (Aw, is that word too big, pipsqueak?)
And I ain't talking about your little girlfriend in a different state..
We know who I'm referring too.
That breast cancer shit? Whatthefuckever.
You need to die. Now.
I don't give a shit, they don't give a shit.
You don't give a shit.
And you can't stop me from slandering your good name because-
Aw who am I kidding? WHAT good name?
You ugly giggling nigger.
What's that? You mad? Bro?
I h-a-t-e YOU!
And everyone you've ever loved.
All two of them.
Your life is a JOKE to me.
A bad one.
I'M not even as bad as that excuse of a family you have.
They don't love you, gonna blame that on me? BRO?
The fuck you talking about "Last time was the last time."
Go fuck yourself, you got a pussy to do it with.
And one more thing, the only reason you're still alive is for ME.
Don't you ever think for a moment that you're anything more than my puppet.
Nigger.