I hate your breath
I hate the words you've said
I wait, with bated breath for the final days of what’s left
Decay and fermentation are the explanation
for the hate of your breath
I despise, you eyes
I recite you lies
Tale by tale Line by line
A definitive question is why
Are they alive, breeding inside you
A poisoned womb, webbed by deceit it grew
When your dreams don’t fly you search
To blame or for an alibi,
Then crucify those to whom birth you gave
And ratify, drastic lies, building blocks to your Childs suicide
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Hate is a strong word.