February 23, 2011
Every time I’m angry it’s always about you
Whenever we speak inevitably we argue
Why am I still here? What is it about you?
Would I really be better off without you?
I want to leave you but I’m always doubtful
Losing my mind in anger I need a counsel
I got a lot on my mind more than a mouthful
You provoking me is affecting our household
At times I want to see you bleed
Suffering from pain you caused
I warned and you did not heed
My wrath freed without pause
Never will I begin to concede
Until I can abolish your flaws

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