I feel privileged to be,
in my haters’ thoughts
To reside in their mind, without any hard work
sought
I smile sweetly, as their dreams I tear
And turn them into, their worst nightmares
When I think about it, I feel special
That I dwell inside them, as deep as their
vessels
They hate me enough, to publicly embarrass me
Shackled with my thoughts, they call themselves
free
I do not mind at all, please carry on
With your disgusting tactics, blacken the dawn
I have important things to do, so I won’t object
I haven’t got the time, to get your life wrecked
Sorry honey, but you are to me
Even less important, than a small tiny flea!!
:)
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