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How dare you deem my sarcasm unacceptable
And don’t coach me on emotional etiquette.
My cynical ways have hit their pinnacle,
So how about you just stop giving yourself credit.

After what you’ve put me through…
You should be kissing the ground on which I walk on.
You’ve poisoned me with your slanderous half-truths
And now I am going to make you suffocate on your wrongs.

So please baby, just maybe, cut the charades
We are past these childish games.
I am sorry I just s*** all over your grand parade with my little tirade,
After I am done with you your little mind just won’t be the same.





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