From the depths of my hell you stay.
Interrupting the flow of my river.
Spilling my happy water, won't you go away.
Because of you and the one you replaced,
The torment burns through like acid on dust.
I hate you, I would end you, if it weren't pointless and unfeasable.
Your menacing goat face unknowing.
You do not trust, or care, or respect.
Those are the only things that matter.
Such a master of misdirection.
Trapping the most beautiful soul of all.
Not even a million gifts,
Bought with soiled money, from soiled intentions,
Could ever justify what you do every day.
You don't understand.
You don't deserve.
You ruin the time of another.
Let go your talons from your prey,
So that my misinformed missed opportunity can save me.
And free my inner peace.


- Danny Wharton

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