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I hate your fucking guts
For what you’ve fucking done to me, and done to her.
I’ll never forgive and I’ll never forget,
And there’s one thing I promise is this: I’m coming for you.

This room smells of fear and despair,
Of people broken by a broken system.
But even stronger is the smell of death
From those who took their own lives after this.
To my left all I hear is lies and deceit,
From those paid to destroy the innocent.
Their place in hell is already reserved,
And I would happily burn too if I get to hear their screams.

I hate your fucking guts
For what you’ve fucking done to me, and done to her.
I’ll never forgive and I’ll never forget,
And there’s one thing I promise is this: I’m coming for you.

The Messenger of Destruction sits in his high chair,
Throwing his toys at any sign of dissent.
He ignores the advice of impartial experts
Because it doesn’t fit in with what he wants to believe.
You know I don’t respect you and you can’t stand it,
But why the fuck would I?
You’re meant to protect the innocent and judge the guilty,
And yet here you are doing the complete opposite.

I hate your fucking guts
For what you’ve fucking done to me, and done to her.
I’ll never forgive and I’ll never forget,
And there’s one thing I promise is this: I’m coming for you.

I will not show fear or despair,
From me you will only see
Resentment, disgust, hatred
I will stand and fight til my last breath.
With every fibre of my being I hate you.
For what you have done to my daughter I curse you.
And if karma doesn’t come for you then I will.

For four fucking years you have gone out of your way
To put all the blame on me and my child.
Whilst the narcissist, with reams of evidence against her,
Gets to sit there and watch, whilst playing the victim.
None of this is her fault, we conspired against her,
She cries in the court for all to see.
Yet away from this room she’s living her best life,
With more holidays in 2 years than I have ever had.
She turned my daughter’s whole family against her,
Took away her friends by poisoning their mothers.
And yet I am the one accused of alienating her,
And the corrupt Judge is lapping up every word of it.

I hate your fucking guts
For what you’ve fucking done to me, and done to her.
I’ll never forgive and I’ll never forget,
And there’s one thing I promise is this:
I hate your fucking guts
For what you’ve fucking done to me, and done to her.
I’ll never forgive and I’ll never forget,
And there’s one thing I promise is this: I’m coming for you.

Jason Cordingley (c) 2000-2026

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