the person who wrote this is angry

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with blood smeared around your mouth like honey, you tell me it's not your fault
flossing your teeth with the bone of your victim
i promise this wing belongs to an angel, not to me

salt your meal with dried up tears
it's all gray to me

and then there's this thing and the next thing and then there's something else
and it keeps coming at you, until you stop it

listen to me for one fucking time

this is anger, this is hatred, this is war
and it's not my fault

surprise
i hate you
i hate you and your giant fragile ego
this is a warning and it's not the first one

congrats
i cannot stand you and your annoying little antics anymore,
please go fuck yourself

oh, you think you're all innocent and pretty, do you
i don't know where you are getting these mixed signals from,
but you are far off

this is a fault on your side, again, not on mine
i won't even look at your pathetic attempts to make me feel guilty, ashamed even

i'm here to ruin your night, what else did you expect?
have a taste of ice-cold bitterness

i'll drink to that
sincerely,
the author

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