I hate how much I hate you,

but for that, there is nothing I can do.

With your lies and your meaness, and your crappy attitude.

I hate the "menacing" glares you shoot across the room,

I bet you think you're cool with your darkness, gloom, and doom.

You edge into this friendship, like it's something that you own,

but heh, guess what, there's SO MUCH you don't know.

You waltzed in and take my friend and leave without a trace,

Watch out, 'cause oneday I'll go over the edge and hit you in the face.

I hate how much I hate you,

but there's nothing I can do.

But I've had enough.

So knock it off with the lies and the meaness and that crappy attitude.

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