f::: you
there's a look on your face i would like to knock out
[...]
all i want is to see you in terrible pain
though we won't ever meet i'll remember your name
can't believe you were once just like anyone else
then you grew and became like the devil himself
pray to God I can think of a nice thing to say
but I don't think I can so fuck you anyway
[...]
when you look at yourself do you see what i see
if you do why the fuck are you looking at me
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[...]
all i want is to see you in terrible pain
though we won't ever meet i'll remember your name
can't believe you were once just like anyone else
then you grew and became like the devil himself
pray to God I can think of a nice thing to say
but I don't think I can so fuck you anyway
[...]
when you look at yourself do you see what i see
if you do why the fuck are you looking at me
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posted by maz at 4:12 PM
3 Comments:
there's a thin line between love and hate, and what is tragical about love, is when it's finished... gone... or worse, left with hate ashes...
well i wouldn't totally agree with you on the "left with hate ashes" part... i've been there and it couldn't turn to hate ...
Anyway, this wasn't about loving someone then hating him. it's about hating the guts out of someone that you know (could be a friend, a personality, or just someone you know so much about and you see him in one situation where you start to think, fuck how could he act this way)
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