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I HATE HER


THERE'S SOMEONE I HATE

BUT THE NAME I CAN'T TELL

I HATE HER SO MUCH

I WISH SHE COULD GO TO HELL

 

FOR THE TROUBLES SHE GAVE ME

TO MAKE ME SUFFER

NOW ITS MY TURN

TO MAKE HER LIFE EVEN MORE TOUGHER

 

FOR THE EMBARASSMENTS SHE GAVE ME

TO MAKE ME SAD

AGAIN ITS MY TURN

TO MAKE HER FEEL BAD

 

 

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