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Feb 2015
He asked me
as I said goodbye
for the very last time.

Rambling on about how I was selfish,
cared about no one but myself,
I was a menace,
a *****.

With my belongings in my hand,
and a brooding glare,
I said,

"Because I'm too good for you.
There's nothing egotistical about knowing your worth."
Literally wrote this in 5 minutes, but I started thinking about him again and this is what came out of it. I'd say this is progress.
Rianna
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Rianna  USA
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