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I think about all the nasty things

I think about all the nasty things you say to me.
I think about how you have humiliated me in front of my friends.
I think about you every day, every hour and every minute.
I think, I will never forget you and your cruel face.
It will be a painful scar which will never heal.
I hate you.

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