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Are you still drinking every night? Who do you scream at now? Now that I’m not there to bear the brunt of your violent insecurities? Help is an insufferable waste of air When the one needing it is in narcissistic denial. Part of me hopes the crumble of your career Obliterates your shiny golden god complex. The rest of me doesn’t give a **** Because after the years of manipulating and pain I’ve torn the shackles, broke free And you don’t mean a god **** thing anymore. A forgotten false god. Enjoy your downfall. I won’t see it from my rightful throne.
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Apr 10, 2022
Apr 10, 2022 at 10:47 AM UTC
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Are you still drinking every night? Who do you scream at now? Now that I’m not there to bear the brunt of your violent insecurities? Help is an insufferable waste of air When the one needing it is in narcissistic denial. Part of me hopes the crumble of your career Obliterates your shiny golden god complex. The rest of me doesn’t give a **** Because after the years of manipulating and pain I’ve torn the shackles, broke free And you don’t mean a god **** thing anymore. A forgotten false god. Enjoy your downfall. I won’t see it from my rightful throne.
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Apr 10, 2022
Apr 10, 2022 at 10:47 AM UTC
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