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May 2015
I've been waiting
For a great comeback.
But you cannot supply me
With the truth I deserve.

Therefore, I
will make you a marionette-
controlled by my hands,
and make you dance

For my entertainment
and for my sake;
Because you cannot
amuse me just by
making yourself look pitiful.

Do not try masking
Things that's true
Because I know
What's been happening.

Do not even try masking
And hiding behind
switching topics and
Frequent lies.

I cannot tolerate
these things that you do.
So, I am here to pull your strings
And make you dance for all the

**Lost trust
Lose my trust. Lose your will.
For a friend that I already cut ties with.
You forgot what I can do.
A Watoot
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A Watoot
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