I See Who You Are

I cut you out.

You made me bleed,

Held a razor to my flesh.


Every word you said,

All the things you did,

Now there's nothing of me left.


You're a tumor at your worst

And an infection at your best.

In my heart I hold just hatred

To the boy who gets no rest.


You're wicked. You're unkind.

You're malignant and maligned.

You manipulate and you sow

Seed of doubt in those I know.


Your eyes are like a pit,

"To Hell" would be more fitting.

You do nothing but persist,

Despite your lack of charm.


But Karma's out to get you

And you'll get what you've been giving,

Even if they can't quite read you,

I see who you are.


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