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My Turn

I thought it was you, remember me? The one with the face you refused to see The one with the frown that made you smile Yes it's been a good long while I remember so many days, you beat on me in so many ways Your fists and feet had their regular spots Where the bruises lived, you'd kick and punch non stop Remember when we lost track? So, so many years back You'd never thought of me since that parting day When I set out into the wild to find a way For you the target simply changed You found someone else to satisfy your ways For me the violence never really stopped Rage and torment , then my anger popped I've been here a while and got to know The way things happen down below But down here I am a King and you're a pawn Welcome to hell The darkness sings and cries The air is filled with death The words you hear are all lies We'll meet again and it will be sooner than you know I've been looking forward to this and having my go.

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