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Like a dove I land softly on shoulders I'm kind in nature generous in discernment But cross me once the suspect will be marked cross me twice and my friendship will be no more It's a waste of breath for me to show the extent of violation worthless to intend to destroy I have no need to action revenge when a clown can quite easily stumble over their own stupidity I won't lower myself to the mire when I can sit by fresh waters and observe the downfall of a dumb mind
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 9:29 PM UTC
The Downfall
Like a dove I land softly on shoulders I'm kind in nature generous in discernment But cross me once the suspect will be marked cross me twice and my friendship will be no more It's a waste of breath for me to show the extent of violation worthless to intend to destroy I have no need to action revenge when a clown can quite easily stumble over their own stupidity I won't lower myself to the mire when I can sit by fresh waters and observe the downfall of a dumb mind
suzy-hazelwood
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Nov 12, 2014
Nov 12, 2014 at 9:29 PM UTC
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