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Author: Sarah Jane Stokes
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst - Reviews: 1 - Published: 06-10-03 - Updated: 06-10-03 - id:1326040

I taste it.
It runs through my blood.
It courses through my entire being.
It's hate.
You ruin so many things.
You make me so angry with all the stupid things you do and say.
Dumb,
Stupid,
Nasty,
Loser,
Cunting,
And whoring,
That's you.
I watched the world end.
I watched your world end.
It tasted bitter.
It was so odd.
It was so sweet.
Now let the water rush.
I drown in my world,
In my tub,
In your memory.
Sweet release has my soul,
But I will never see you in hell.



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