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When I see you I feel it rising
your face starts my pulse to quickin
everything about you I loath
you're weakness sickens me
...

if i could cut me open and drain me dry I’d replace the gift you gave me
you sit their high atop a throne of your own imperfections
and still persist to humilate me
you are a coward in already sheepish clothing
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the last thing I saw was your dashing smile

you winked at me making me think everything was ok
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The Hate In My Blood

When I see you I feel it rising
your face starts my pulse to quickin
everything about you I loath
you're weakness sickens me
everyday you whine and complain
your first words in the morning are about your pain
you are such the drama queen
be a man like you used to be
show no fear
show no hurt
your hunger for pitty enrages me
Be my hero
Be my dad
Be something
Anything! ! !
other than whimpering
you're pathetic...I hate you

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