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And as I lay my Tired bones to rest You're the last image in my head I thought, I never knew I'm capable Of feeling so much For a person I try not to, But I think of you Many times In a day Soon as I wake up As I walk to work As I have my lunch As I look at the flowers you gave me Everytime I stumble upon a reminder, All the cells and all the atoms, Each and very ounce of my being, is trembling with hate and anger. I try not to, But I curse your name In the wind, in my mind Almost as often as I blink And with hopes the wind And the universe be in my favor I hope it blows and deliver to you My long kept Unspoken Hurricane of hate. All millions of them in a day. Until all hatred is gone. Until I get tired. Until I can't live up to the abhorrence That you deserve.
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May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 2:13 PM UTC
Fredericos
And as I lay my Tired bones to rest You're the last image in my head I thought, I never knew I'm capable Of feeling so much For a person I try not to, But I think of you Many times In a day Soon as I wake up As I walk to work As I have my lunch As I look at the flowers you gave me Everytime I stumble upon a reminder, All the cells and all the atoms, Each and very ounce of my being, is trembling with hate and anger. I try not to, But I curse your name In the wind, in my mind Almost as often as I blink And with hopes the wind And the universe be in my favor I hope it blows and deliver to you My long kept Unspoken Hurricane of hate. All millions of them in a day. Until all hatred is gone. Until I get tired. Until I can't live up to the abhorrence That you deserve.
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May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 2:13 PM UTC
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