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I've never hated someone But for the love of god Everything about your presence Your existence Makes me want to throw up All the food I ever swallowed You betrayed me You make me angry And spiteful and unkind Livid **** you** You're palms against a burning stovetop You're surgery without anesthesia You're a world without music You're Germany in 1942 You're everything I could possibly hate about the world My wrath toward you Eats away at me It eats away at the love I have for The boy You so cruelly tore away from me Him and I Were well sewn fabric And you Are a scissor That cleanly cut away What seems Like everything
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Aug 25, 2013
Aug 25, 2013 at 8:35 PM UTC
You are a Scissor
I've never hated someone But for the love of god Everything about your presence Your existence Makes me want to throw up All the food I ever swallowed You betrayed me You make me angry And spiteful and unkind Livid **** you** You're palms against a burning stovetop You're surgery without anesthesia You're a world without music You're Germany in 1942 You're everything I could possibly hate about the world My wrath toward you Eats away at me It eats away at the love I have for The boy You so cruelly tore away from me Him and I Were well sewn fabric And you Are a scissor That cleanly cut away What seems Like everything
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Aug 25, 2013
Aug 25, 2013 at 8:35 PM UTC
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