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Jan 2013
You don't ******* care about me.
The only reason you let me breathe and eat is so you can exist.
I could barely move when I didn't keep you next to me.
The yelling in my ear wouldn't let me think.
You only let me keep my job so I could give you my money.
You stole from my family, lied to my friends, made me isolate.
I ended up turning into two people, my cowardly controlled self, and YOU.

It's been five weeks since I have seen you and I am doing fine.
I don't need you, I don't want you.
I don't miss you.
Just don't try to bump into me in an alley.
I will **** you...
...I will **** myself.
Kevin Eli
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Kevin Eli  California
(California)   
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