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Its Over

No longer can you break me to pieces, Rip me apart infront of those I love, You can’t get to me and that must drive you crazy, I’m a better person than you will ever be, Success is definitely the best revenge, I spent years despising myself, Just to realise the one who is ill is you, I should hate you, But I don’t, I pity you, For you must have had somethink, Really bad happen to you, For you to end up like that, The bird has flown the coop, Never shall it return, To the hell it once came from, For that is now dead and buried for all eternity.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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