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Mar 2015
A single word.
Switch.
Take the dark within me,
Wear it as a robe,
A regal portrayal,
Of my love of betrayal,
Of my inner desires,
To burn and make fire.

I overheard.
Fist.
Don't talk **** about me,
Without expecting this,
A physical act,
Against my past,
Destroy opposition,
Defend my position.

Reputation gone
Nothing left
**** me
Or remove my cruel thoughts
Parsavagely Kompenere
Written by
Parsavagely Kompenere  19/F/Yorkshire
(19/F/Yorkshire)   
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