When i think about your Fake-ness
and i think about the scars
I think about the pain id like inflict on your hearts
When i think about the trouble
You have put in front of me
I think about how pretty
My fist could make you be
When i think about being a victim
Of your careless attitude
I think about the danger
I want to inflict on you
But then i think about
How better off ill be
To hold my head up high
And know you never got to me!
A poem..written by Alishia M Jamesson
Dedicated to my Neighbors from Hell
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