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Whats your problem,
what makes you tick
you do realize you make me sick
all this bullshit constantly there
i want to see you cry,bleed, and see the pain

Your life so pathetic, your existence a mistake
Now its over and you will meet your death
Breathe your last, this is all, the end
You might not like me but i don't fucking care
i will make sure you meet your final fate.

Kinda dark, but I like it.
You're quite poetic.. ^-^
keep it up.