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Fed Up

Dear Bottom-Feeding Swine

Now that you're gone
I can

breathe

freely
Your secret is out
Everyone knows of your underhanded
Mischievous
Impish
And manipulative
Ways
Why would anyone
WANT
To be the friend
Of someone like you
Looking back now
It makes no sense
That I stayed that
Long
You used me
To feed your hungry
Lies
I'm not crazy Dear
They see it, too
Keep crying your counterfeit tears
As each one falls
A second goes by
A second within which we see
Why we don't want to have
Anything
To do with you
This is your fault
I will shed light on your
"Mysterious"
Ways
I'll rip off your mask
And expose your true being
You see
When you messed with
Me
You messed with the wrong girl
But you don't need me
To tell you that
You'll see soon enough

Adele got it wrong

I don't want
Someone like you

Sincerely,
Had
It
Up
To
Here



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