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"Its not your fault you ruined my life" she said,
as her toxic hug did squeeze.
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Beaten into the mind of a little child,
pain is caused with such great ease.
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"Monsters are born from other monsters"
Mary Alice did narrate...
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but monsters grow over time
and take even longer to dissipate.
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It wasn't just your fault,
there was more than one cause I'm sure,
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that made me snap and strangle
those girls they all called 'pure'.
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Its all fun and games
until someone gets hurt...
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usually its not the one
who was playing in the dirt.
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With a muddied soul,
they grin and crack a joke,
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but just try to freakin' laugh
when my hands close and you choke.
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Its easy to mock the weak,
because you feel so grand,
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but from behind these closed doors
I've finally made a stand.
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Your bottle can't hurt anyone else,
don't worry, no one heard a sound.
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You may not be able to see it,
because you're 6 feet under ground.
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Leaving me at home,
and calling me those names,
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letting the neighbors care more,
and invite me to play games...
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while you nursed your habit
and acted like I was wrong.
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Couldn't you just let it go
and please let me belong?
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Its not like I have a chance to make it big
or have someone who cared.
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Why couldn't you just grumble
while you hid and stared?
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But I decided it was enough,
and that all the joking stops
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when you picked up the phone
called me a moron and the cops.
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You just like the others,
it was easy as pie
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lunging for your neck
and watching you quickly die.
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They teased and mocked me for anything
and it was something I couldn't allow.
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But after all the pain and 'fun'
guess who's laughing now?
-Eddie Orlofsky