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Apr 2015
Constantly questioning my character, disguising it with laughter
Like its some kind of joke as you create this wild anecdote
Of all the things you are projecting
and it's finally connecting.
You hate yourself so you attack me.
Now tell me is that any way to be?

Lies upon lies while you shrink in spiritual size.
I don't even have to try, you build your own demise.
Jude
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Jude  NYC
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