Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by The 1 You'd Least Expect, Nov 19, 2014.

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  1. Look at you
    A pathetic victim of the truth
    You make my stomach wretch!
    My veins course the same blood as you
    But no matter what you say, I don't belong to you
    You carry a poison so vile
    If only I could hold my anger a while
    Then maybe I wouldn't be as deadly as your poison
    Bitch, you made me what I am!
    Look at what you've done, you just don't give a damn!
    You created the twisted rage inside of me
    And made out I was just too weak to leave
    Take another look at me
    Look deep into these burning eyes
    See the rage I have failed to disguise?

    By Debbie
    December 2005
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