Every word spewing from your mouth,
Every stroke from the keyboard,
Fills me with rage--
Logic says you deserve to suffer
Your complaints are meaningless trifles
Shallow whinning from privelged misguidance
The very bane of my own existence...
A lifetime drenched in pain and anger
No method of extraction can uproot,
A fracture in my soul
Born of Vengeance and Humanity
I am scorned.
Empathy runneth over my emotions--
Retrieving my hidden and forgotten tears;
The come to your aid and wonder
What wretched demon would loose this hurt?
Then I bid your happiness,
And wish you well.
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