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I hate the way you change with that anger which always brings me pain Your fine one minute then gone the next We always seem to cross negative paths that always seem to poses their own wraths and loss I try to suppress but it seems you always put me to the test …Then… I shatter the glass that forms me is broken like a storm And like many words unspoken Its you token me being broken To me it seems your true colors have awoken You seem of a darker hue is that my que Its not a pretty sight but I fight with all my might But you consume me with you omens power im always in suspense Your controlling and destroying me form the inside out And the funny thing is that you said you loved me And look how that turned out I surly hate you without a dough