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[title] => Murder Hate
[time] => 2004-06-19 02:14:46
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[bodytext] => Murder Hate June 19, 2004 I am beyond believing, That you'll one day stop deceiving. My sights are set to new, Thoughts of anger for you. No longer am I bitter, Jealous, hurt, or scared. I've long since stopped thinking, About the moments we shared, And thinking you had cared. And now, Now I am prepared. This night, I fight, For my, Life. You took a piece of me away with you, A piece I call the truth. And you have made it hard, For me to see the real men in the world for me. I can't accept that you were victorious, I won't acknowledge what you did. But I know when I leave this room tonight, I'll have finally won the fight. Like this steel I reveal the plan I possess, And watch your reflection shiver in the blade. What a nice couple we could have made... This night, I fight, For my, Life. Anything I ever felt for you was a lie, Those I tried and tried to hide. But you can never lie to me again. Goodbye. You will never see the night again. Goodbye. For you now, I have only one... One last thing to let you feel. Look into my eyes and see what is real. Cool and calculated I will take your life, Watch the sights in your eyes evaporate, And little boy I thought I knew, Now you know the meaning of murder hate. Too late. This night, I fight, For my, Life. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 6 [informant] => Calista [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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