life will be hell

When i look at you i'm discusted with your face,

I hate the way you look,

I hate the way you talk,

I hate the way you act around me,

I hate your hair,

I hate your smile,

I wonder why you're still around me,

oh wait i remember,

you're dating my brother,

but the way i see it is that you're his master,

not any more cause i have a plan,

a plan to ruin you,

a plan to turn your life upside down,

a plan to kill the relationship between you and my brother,

so if you were smart,

you would run and never look back.

but your not,

so you can deal with the consiquences,

your life will be hell when i'm done with it. 

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i feel at end some agression . that s not must be always bad . if someone hurt us we see anything on this person is bad. very good point at your poem . again for me quiet strong poem . i like it and enjoyed . thanks