Irate, by Don't build lies on ice cubes.
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Anger is a useful emotion
Far more productive than hate
Manipulate and cast revenge
Dont cry in a sordid state
Oh how blind one can be
When they see all that they dream
Well their stupidity pays the fee
When the dreams are ripping at the seam
Is it neccessary to cast the harsh word
Upon an unsuspecting girl
Leaving her voice alone and unheard
Wait for her vengence to unfurl
She's seething in her hiding
For the decisions that they took
Her time is carefully biding
As she threads them on a hook
And how she'll laugh at them
For their blatant childish way
She'll sparkle in happiness like a gem
Whilst they diminish and wither away
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Posted: 2010-02-02 22:39:33 UTC |
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