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August 14, 2011
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You saw what was happening,
you knew it all along.
This web of lies you weaved me,
was bound to not be strong.
All the lies you are feeding me,
The hurt and especially the sorrow.
Are no match compared,
to the hell I'll bring you tomorrow.
So just shut your mouth,
don't ever, to me, speak.
And then my life will be better,
within a simple week.





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