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Can you feel the glare of my slanted eyes?

Are you surprised, that they brim with pain?

Is it going against the grain to hate your guts?

Longing,for hot cigarette buts,to grind into your skin.

Pretend you were me.

How would you react, to knowing you have a knack for being cheated on,cheated with, cheating gifts you give to smooth shit over, under.

Wouldn't you want to plunder or pelt me with rocks?

Use nickels in socks and beat me mercilessly?

Now you can not see why your presence is gut wrenching?

Why a vision of you is nerve pinching?

I am beyond tears which is scary.

To maintain my status as a law abiding citizen I have to bury, these feelings away too.

I thought I was through, hating literally but it's killing me inside.

I can't hide, or seek revenge for the past.

At last I'm free to see that hating you only makes me hate me.