The Definition Of Hate - Poem by Luna Moon
Alright here it is:
I hate you and your ugly face.
You're stupid and annoying and I wish you weren't alive.
Harsh? Yeah maybe,
But the very thought of you makes me want to pluck out my eyes.
So you decide what's worse:
Being told you're the core of someone's absolute Hell,
Or having to live through the Hell you put me through?
You tell me who's got it bad:
Get over yourself,
Quit being a little girl.
You're a disgustingly stupid sleaze,
And I really wish I didn't have to see your face five days a week.
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