Extermination

They must be having a good laugh 
Those who left me on the road
Forsaken to the wolves 

I didn't see that they were the pack 
I didn't see 

They must be having a good laugh
Those who decided to exterminate me 
One fine morning in June 

I didn't see that they wanted to eliminate me 
I didn't see

They must be having a good laugh 
Those who gave me this poisoned gift
By rejection 
By violence
By lies 
By degradation 
By hatred 
By betrayal

I did not see that they wanted to break me
I did not see 

Happy birthday Sweet beloved killed
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