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by Anne Sep 25, 2004 category : Love, romance / lost love
You You get in my way You breed your stale hate F—k yeah you will pay I I’m tiring of you You have my mistrust Not much you can do Hate is all I feel This anger is for real You’ll be the first to die I’ll make sure its you not I I will hunt you down And I will watch you drown There is more to come That’s right my wrath’s not yet begun