March 10, 2010
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I love him the worst
The way he’s stolen my only heart.
My soul is forever cursed.
I fear that’s not the lowest part;
He’s hung me as if on a cross
And now I’m at my biggest loss.
Now I seek vengeance against
The one who has hurt me most
And when I’m finally done
He will end up as a ghost.
Only a figment of one’s imagination.

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