Him

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Fucking piece of trash

You live off hate

You breath it in

You look at me stupidly

I know the goddamn game

Make her angry

Make her say the words

The words you live off

I smile at you

You glare confused

Off the cliffs we go

That manipulative mouth goes boom

Blood splatters dashboards

I look at those dead eyes

Eyes of spite

Sin waves from above

I look at her and grin

One less bastard upon the earth

We skip away hand in hand

Oh how naughty you are sin

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