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Tragedy Filled Hatred

My corpse laying in the gutter,
I hate you so I start to mutter,
slashing terror surrounds my heart,
ripping through my mind you part,
twisted and sickened my mind wanders,
years and years they begin to wonder,
why must I become so sad?
Over this drenched suicidal hopeless feeling you are glad,
stabbing my life you smile as you do,
and you think you are who?
Get away from me,
as people can say who is she?

-Fluffy-

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Written September 24th, 2005

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