Well I can't put in words,
How much it hurts,
To not smash your face
And kill your lower race.
Just know, I want to kill you,
Rip your tongue out of you.
I've got murder fantasies,
This anger won't release!
Every breath you take,
Gives me more lust,
To kill you fucking fake
And burn you to dust.
Death will take us all,
But I will surely be the one,
To bring you to fall.
No matter how far you run.
You could only please me,
If you were six feet underground.
This will grips me,
Your corpse will never be found.
A murder of pure hate,
For apologies it's too late.
You're a waste of a live.
I will cut my name in you with a knife
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