Dont worry i will hide the sectret
I wont tell them how you hurt me
For the bruises and five inch deep cuts shall heal
As for my feelings for you will never change again
You drained me of EVERY ounce of afection i had for thou
Don't sweat it old timer
Because my revenge has rung
And while I am up here to enjoy the rest of my life
You are 6 feet under
Good bye deadman,
The one I once called father
Is now the one i call
Dead.
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