In thoughts

Indulging these feelings

these feelings

I could care-less of



the rythme of my heart

would flow much smoother

if you were never near



how long til i break your spine



Raging increases

while i sit here with you



you make me sick

you make me want to die



all the anger building up inside

will soon be found in my eyes

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