Glory to yourself!
I know you all to well
Roll your eyes and fake a smile,
if only you could walk a mile,
then you wouldn't smile
look down on me,
look down on my friend,
you're nothing to me in the end
I know how you made them cry,
how they wanted to die,
and it's all because of you
You broke them down,
you spoke your lies until they drown
Now I'm the target and I won't bow out without a fight,
so do what you want with me,
you will alway be my enemy
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I would like to translate this poem