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Bluelighter
I have so much Hurt inside of me
The anger and resentment builds daily
You make me physically ill
The sound of your voice nauseates me
Your words cut through me
Like a rampant illness
Your presence destroys my Psyche
My mind is becoming a desolate wasteland
Every day with you is a slow agonizing Death
The anger and resentment builds daily
You make me physically ill
The sound of your voice nauseates me
Your words cut through me
Like a rampant illness
Your presence destroys my Psyche
My mind is becoming a desolate wasteland
Every day with you is a slow agonizing Death
