I don’t know you

But I hate you

For your poisonous grip

Has taken all I know best

And flipped it all upside down.

Now I walk along the streets

The streets I’ve once known

So well yet now are strangers

And mysteries to me


Knowing where I am going

But feeling lost inside

Not knowing where to go

Who to side with

Where to stand


And I hate this feeling


So when I find you

I can assure you

That I will make you suffer

Twice the suffering I have


The End

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