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kindness is power

I'm an *******

 

I'm only nice

to make you weak

 

my mother didn't teach me how to love

I was taught well how to be manipulative

 

I'm the *****

my opinions are never wrong

 

facts

 

I don't care if they don't like me

I'm not going anywhere

 

I'm smiling behind their backs

I never hold the knife

 

sometimes you need to take advantage of the pity

 

so small

I can crawl out of sight

 

so blind

I listen to the whispers

 

stay on my good side

promise it's better this way

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Jan 24, 2021
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