you want revenge upon me
for some wrongdoing you percieve
in the midst of your small little mind
good to bad is what you did find
you took my innocent intentions
made them into yourself afflictions
you just want to torment me
your evil intentions now i do see
in that small brain driven by a large ego
your paranoia will never let go
so you now seek to persecute
so inside you dont go beserk
you turned right into wrong
this has been going on way too long
you have many personal issues
so, heres a box of tissues
go cry to your new girlfriend
cause this is the end
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