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Jan 2015
You are an ***
And you got called out
You are rude and have no class
Lies is what you shout

You think you have won
You think victory is yours
You believe you have the trust of everyone
Out of your mouth the lies still pours

But now you are in a trap
You have no where to go
Soon people will know that you are full of crap
You just hit an all time low

Losing control, there is nothing left to do
You have to play nice
But mess with me, you show what is true
You are a sick pest, ******* little lice

Go and live in you in your lie
You have everyone for now
But soon the image you create will die
And you will be the one going down
Isabelle H Graye
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Isabelle H Graye  Planet Earth
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