Oh, how I loath you
Every moment with you is agony
I don't want to hear anything you say
I don't even want to hear you breathe
I want you to stay away from me
Never lay another hand on me
Touch me again and I will slip a knife
into your rib cage
I don't need you
I never needed you
So get out of my life
And leave me alone
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~Queen of Hate~
and remember folks imitation is the sincerest form of flattery
and remember folks imitation is the sincerest form of flattery