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Pain/Anger/Insanity One for your lies
Two for your greed
Three for your lust
Four for my need
Five for your beauty
Six for your charm
Seven for your cheating
Eight for my alarm
Nine for your hatred
Ten for your care
Eleven for your calmness
Twelve for my tears
I wish I could hate you
I wish it to the core
But it doesn't matter now
Because I am no more.
What was going on in this poem, and who was it about? If you don't mind me asking, that is.