The wicked lover
I hate you but maybe I don’t,
Hating you has turned my life into a battle field,
We argued and fought over small and big,
But I will thank you for showing how stubborn people could be,
I hate you because of your first impression when I asked you your name,
There was no need to be rude,
But you turned into an angry envelope and closed me in,
I struggle with talking because you duct taped my mouth and emotions with your sticky attitude,
You say you’re a Christian but little did they know you’re a bad decision maker,
But of course you think you know ever thing,
I bleed,
And I will plead that you’re the worse to the court and watch ashes burn you,
How could you,
Why would you deceive the one you’re supposed to be supporting?
You’re a liar and thief,
You lie to please others,
And you stole to turn other against one another,
Family used to be the one thing I wanted,
But now I wish to get away,
I hate you,
I hate you with a passion,
You deceived me and broke me,
I’m in this shell because of you,
Don’t you see?
That being said I give the title the wicked lover and I thank you,
For teaching me what not to do,
And how to be better than people like you,
Thank you!
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