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The nausea that fills my stomach Thoughts of murder in my grieve The hatred projected on the responsible Inner flow of pure relief Questioning your every move What you said and done The loneliness that you deserve Eventually will come!! Thought you were my one and only saviour Put all hopes desperatly on you You put me down Look, I'm a fool!! The hatred You do not deserve Easy death You do not deserve Slash my wounds You do not deserve Took it anyway!! Deadly thoughts of the cold-hearted Next life you will pay, like I do Nothing else left for you God will make you find a way Suffering along his side The road that you choose No more love or pride Never knew one of those All the pain You deserve!! All the coldness You deserve!! By your side, your worst enemy No more crawling, finally free!!!