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Pissy, pissy, pissy me.
Get out of my life!
Get out of my head!
You drive me to limits
I've reached my extent

Sleep with eyes open,
Sleep with them closed.
Either way,
I'll get my hands around your throat!

Some way, somehow.

And higher and higher you make drag,
Your body up the wall.
For farther and farther,
You pull me apart.
I can't take it anymore!

Get out of my life!
Get out of my head!
For the longer you whine and fuss,
The sooner you'll be dead!

What's become of me?

Twisted, twisted mind of mine.
How out of place you've become.
And how friendly with that corner you are.
It's too late,
The damage is done.

So cry little one, for no one can hear
The SCREAMS I shout inside
Nor the PAIN that I feel.

YOU WILL SUFFER FOR THE DREAMS I HAVE LOST,
FOR THE TRUST THAT HAS DISSOLVED,
FOR THAT CORNER IN WHICH IN I'VE BEEN DRIVEN.
I'VE LOST MY FAMILY THANKS TO YOU...
AND THERE'S NO WAY YOU'RE FORGIVEN!
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A little violent... just a little ;D
What does this poem make you think of?