I can feel all the hate you've given me,
Coming to a boil just under my skin.
I want you dead.
But I don't want you to die quickly.
No, no. You must suffer first.
Suffer just like I did.
I want you to know how it feels to be betrayed.
I want you to feel all alone.
I want everyone to abandon you,
Turn their back when you need them the most.
But most of all,
I want you to watch me grow.
Watch me grow stronger.
I will be better than you'll ever know.
I will be better than you'll ever know.

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