I look at your picture
as it burns in the fire
i think of how you
betrayed us all
you hit my brother
of only 2 years old
you hurt my father
i see the evil in your eyes
and think of how
he could possibly love you
even more than my mother
whom he once loved
evil step-mother from hell
go back to where you came from
so i dont have to think of you
you have made me a fallen angel
as i think of the ways
of sweet revenge
after what you have done
just get out of our lives
and stay away from our lives

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