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I burn so red
right now. I do not know right now how to respond to the words from your poisoned lips. All I feel, all I feel is the fire. I can't believe in anything right now. I hear a choir and the angels sing a song I can't make out. I'm all alone. My heart has no home. You ate me up and spit me out. You acted shocked as I felt hurt by every single word you said. You had to know how I would feel when you said I didn't deserve your love. One thing I did know for sure, you were full of shit when you said I never loved you. Like darts you throw you words at me and I'm supposed be a good boy and just ignore all your hate. Hate is your drug of choice now tell the truth baby. Hate and feeling sorry for yourself give you such a high. I provide the perfect excuse for every single thing you do. Lord knows I make enough mistakes but I'm only human. You make me feel more insecure with every passing day. My heart is broken. I cannot write a decent word tonight. I'll just sleep on it and hope tomorrow's a better day. |
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jimi...i feel your pain in this one...
you ae in my prayers... Hate is a vicious thing it eats you from the inside out munches away your soul till there is nothing left with hate there is no control the anger gets a stronghold and saturates you throughout it begins to flow and boil till there is only emptiness hate hates itself... |
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Damn...Thats good>> "Hate hates itself..." WILL
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