Who thought that i live that way?
Who thought that I'll lose someday?
Now i know that i won't regret...
I won't forget what i felt...

Putting my hand on my mouth
Blood on my cloth
I won't walk away...
I'll be incide your head...

Shaving knives in your nightmare...
Apologise won't help...
Because i had enough this time...
I warned you so many times...

You'll wish to have a time machine...
You'll wish to scream...
I'll cut your fingers one by one...
Forever, you won't see the sun...

I won't forget what you have done...
I'll let my dog play with your bone...
Believe me i won't let you go...
I'll hit you, i don't miss my goal...

You'll wish to go back to the past...
To stop your self but you'll be lost...
You'll try but no chance...
I was good... I was once...

I'll see you suffering...
I'll let you crying...
I'll see your eyes bleeding...
I'll let your heart stop beating...

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This poem isn't related to my mother. It's about people that i hate.