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How tacky.                                                                                       Tacky.                                                                             Tacky.                                                                    Tacky. ***** I'm flattered that you find my words worth stealing. But I hate you. And think you're                                         Tacky. Pathetic. Taking credit for something that belonged to me. I hate lairs. So I hate you. I'd say it wasn't personal, but then I'd be a liar. Like you. You'll never be a poet. "Thief" Is a name far better suited for you. *****
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Oct 20, 2013
Oct 20, 2013 at 11:53 PM UTC
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How tacky.                                                                                       Tacky.                                                                             Tacky.                                                                    Tacky. ***** I'm flattered that you find my words worth stealing. But I hate you. And think you're                                         Tacky. Pathetic. Taking credit for something that belonged to me. I hate lairs. So I hate you. I'd say it wasn't personal, but then I'd be a liar. Like you. You'll never be a poet. "Thief" Is a name far better suited for you. *****
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circa-1994
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circa-1994
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Oct 20, 2013
Oct 20, 2013 at 11:53 PM UTC
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