The Poem of Hate
The hatred I have for you burns like hot rocks beneath my feet
You thought I would be blinded by your little "sneaky" ways
You felt as if I was and dumb so you did everything in your power
to break me
Thought I could love and trust you but what's the point
So hurt that the blood drips from my eyes because of you
There is not a drop of water in my body because
you took sips of me and now I'm all gone
There is nothing more that you could do to me
to make me feel as I do now
Bullets hitting my back as hard as they can
I'm dying slowly in my own blood, sweat, and tears
Nothing you do will allow me to put my guard of trust down
I will break my shackles of sins that you put upon my feet and burry
them in the deep fiery pits of hell
Your love will never exits again and I will make you suffer oh yes I
will make you suffer and get my revenge of love and play you like a fool
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