I'm sick to death
Of this mind fuck
Wasn't it enough
That you took my
Childhood?
Wasn't my cherry
Good enough?
Do you have to
Mar everything
I come in contact with?
What the fuck is wrong
With me, that I can't get
You out of my mind today?
I sure as fuck don't
Want you there
Any more than I wanted
You to rape and sodomize
Me when I was just
A fresh faced teen
I hate you so much right now
But you know what?
I think I hate me
Even more
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