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Last night, I saw rows of men Sat circling around you Innocent and harmless victims Lack of wisdom, blinded by fake persona Exchanging ideas? I guess not, You keep feeding them lies Brainwashed them Way beyond anything I can comprehend I don't have time to engange in repeated version same game anyway Used to call you my mentor. But many little birds opened my eyes You're only a poser Pretends to be outwardly postive I remember, one time you said "Who are you? You're nothing compared to me. Don't you know who I am?" Agony, messed me up But I wiped my tear-stained cheeks Oh boy, I knew it from the entire island You are a… Sneaky manipulator Convincing predator Self-interested individual Drown in superiority dellusion Sympathy collector Thoughts saboteur Sweet nothing Wolf Racoon in sheep’s clothing A wolf would be overly good Smelly rotten soul Well-oiled word From a poisonous tounge True self always revealed Once you get closer to them Others might not know & fell for your fake persona I sit and wonder why he does it Regardless of the reason Clearly you aren’t ashamed You're nothing but a Disgushting racoon in sheep’s clothing.
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May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 1:31 AM UTC
Racoon In Sheep’s Clothing
Last night, I saw rows of men Sat circling around you Innocent and harmless victims Lack of wisdom, blinded by fake persona Exchanging ideas? I guess not, You keep feeding them lies Brainwashed them Way beyond anything I can comprehend I don't have time to engange in repeated version same game anyway Used to call you my mentor. But many little birds opened my eyes You're only a poser Pretends to be outwardly postive I remember, one time you said "Who are you? You're nothing compared to me. Don't you know who I am?" Agony, messed me up But I wiped my tear-stained cheeks Oh boy, I knew it from the entire island You are a… Sneaky manipulator Convincing predator Self-interested individual Drown in superiority dellusion Sympathy collector Thoughts saboteur Sweet nothing Wolf Racoon in sheep’s clothing A wolf would be overly good Smelly rotten soul Well-oiled word From a poisonous tounge True self always revealed Once you get closer to them Others might not know & fell for your fake persona I sit and wonder why he does it Regardless of the reason Clearly you aren’t ashamed You're nothing but a Disgushting racoon in sheep’s clothing.
120519 | 2 PM |A's kost sidakarya semalam dia muncul dengan taringnya dn aku malas berinteraksi dengannya.
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May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 1:31 AM UTC
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