Fuck her, the thief of my heart,
She is the one who tore it apart.
As I hear the roar of thunder
I remember SHE tore my soul asunder.
I yell at myself for being such a fool
She to me, is lower than stool.
She is the root of every problem,
From her lips my anger does stem.
I hate her for this, yes I‘m rude;
But I swear she was born a dude.
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