I hate Tristan
May you die and rot in hell
You are a broad-shouldered bullshitting so-called friend
You promise, but only to break them
you say, but only to spit them
You shit, but only to eat it
Now I know why your hair is curly
So you can hide so much in it
Trying hard afro-ass
You wear a mask of an angel to be my friend
Only to find out you are my destroyer
Your core is black so as your ass-face
And your teeth are your weapons, Mighty Weapons
I hate you!
Beacause you don’t know how to hate, you only kill.

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