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Another year closes
and the waves of pain invite themselves
for one last wash over me 
a host of words and phrases un sugar coated 
calling back the dire pain
duly survived and noted.
and as much as I walk that higher road
it never lets me forgive if I forget.
endless vengeance haunts me for its exaction.
And pain is a nasty bitch to comprehend 
it's not who I am
or who I want To be
or what I want to send 
but it is on its way.
I can't stop it.
I don't really want to anymore.
I want to feel the rush of satifaction
with the ramming of my metaphorical fist into your charmless faces 
a barrage of covert assaults on my good character 
well congratulations you win. 
Jokers and aces 
I'm the bad Ass on all of your cases 
ran myself into the ground
and not an ounce of gratitude was found
now karma won't listen to me 
my great pain howled
and the injustice has been heard
the trade has subconsciously been made.
God help you all there's no way back from this 
it is what it is...
a brand new year,
and with it comes resolution and how
the restitution I used to abhor
sits so damn comfortable with me now.
There's More pain ahead,
I'm so conditioned I wear it like a crown on my head.
Well done I applaude you
you intolerable fucks! 
let fate do its will
I ain't holding it back
let this tidal wave crush you
in your tracks 
so you can feel my pain
and don't call for me
I wont remember your names
like the years torn from my soul,
my children, my love, my home;
I won't feel it all in vain.
im giving it all to you
the very deserving orchestrators

of my cruelly wrought tidal waves of fucking pain. 

Yours sincerely, 

Really fucked off.