Remember Me?


If I could hurt the ones who've hurt me,
I would rip apart their brains.
I would cut them up into beautiful pieces
and grind up their remains.
Or I would isolate them in the woods,
them begging me for a drink.
I would make them feel like nothing;
let them go, they'll need a shrink.
I would stalk they're every thought,
like the abuse did to me.
I would steal away their belongings,
and tie them to a tree.
I would strip away their worth,
with no repair surfacing.
Oh, if I really could just hurt the ones who've hurt me,
then I'd make sure they'd feel the pain,
of what the abuse did to me.

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