Just like always its the same story
Even from than to now its the same
Don't ever mess with my loved dearies
If not you'll forever feel pain
Didn't your mom teach you well
I guess its just plain shame you wear
Always seem like that great pal
However you can be so unfair
Come, and I'll smash you to tiny bits
And grind you to dust and pitiful sand
Much anger resides in this vengeful pit
Pull your heart out, that I can
Over is this mercy, over and gone
Yes, and burn you in fiery oblivion
There is a true meaning behind this poem, its not just plain hate, but plain hate to a certain someone..
~ Жжение в тени огненной один ~
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