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Apr 2015
They called me a liar.
They called me a joke.
They threw me into the river.
They allowed me to choke.

They watched as I struggled.
They laughed as I fell.
They acted unknowing.
As they made my life hell.

So now, I am back.
To reap what they sowed.
They'll regret it.
Regret the hate that overflowed.

I'll watch as they struggle.
I'll laugh as they fall.
I'll throw them to their knees.
I'll make them all crawl.

And then they will see.
They will finally see.
That the hatred they held.
*Is now all in me.
And it tastes like orange juice.
Violante Holmes
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