Hate
I learned to not trust anyone like I do
The shadow of a white rose is black too
You made my friends laugh at me
I’ll make your enemies cry for you
I told the devil what I wanted to do
He said, don’t sin because of him
I am not going to stab you from your back
I have my eye on your dreams
The way I return your salutation is filled with animosity
I don’t like to take revenge
But to get even is customary
If you were my dead end, I would dig a tunnel
Now hear my hate whispers through a funnel
Nowadays everyone thinks I lost
But what I lost was only my pawns…
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