The heart of a poet

The one I hate

Bar
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Maybe I just don't understand, maybe our lives are all planned. Our actions determine our future? Then the fuck did I do to get this. Thinking about you makes me sick,  you've used up all your tricks. Making me think about giving up opportunities of a life time, just so I don't have to see your face onetime. Making the people you hurt feel like the victim, trying to contradict them. Walking in and out of lives, but you can't hear the hurt peoples cries or see the sadness in their eyes. I'm not even sad anymore, just want to ignore. Turned my pain into rage, I've turned to a new page. I'm not one to get mad, but you've turned me bad. I don't wanna see your face, wanna fucking put you in your place.