Hate

by Yvette Gibson   Dec 14, 2004


I hope you choke on every word you scream at me
because I want you to
and every night I cry my self to sleep because of you
I drowned myself in tears of hate because you don't care
I never wanted it to end up this that you pull my hair
I can't take it anymore I want this to end
you broke my heart and that will never ever mend
my blood will drip onto the floor because you called me names
some I can't say because I am a shamed
I die a slow and painful death
and I am happy for
I will never forget the day you called me a hore!

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