HATE...
Do you know what hate is?
It's when you burn inside
like the tears in your eyes
but there is a flame
that you can't control
all you hear is his name
the guy you used to call your own
But you're not important anymore
someone has taken your place
someone with long hair and a delicate face
her eyes burn with satisfaction
as does your heart in this transaction
she is his new trinket, his new attachment
Why do you care?
Cuz he sure doesn't
and don't you dare
tell yourself that this was a mistake
because your lying with every breath you take.
He was so beautiful and so fake,
and you left your heart to take.
He turned you into a heartless beast
With no soul, no motive, no fear.
Except to steal his trinket and turn her into your feast.
Oh, I love you too, My Dear.
Leave me your critism. Thanks.
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