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Jun 2015
I bet you could sense my frustration at your hesitation
It wasn't like before...
You treat me like a pig who can't see the sky
But really I'm just a zebra with crooked stripes
You used to be like me- afraid to sleep alone
Now you're just setting traps to win the rhino's horn
Or are you the leech, with thirty-two brains
Who isn't ashamed to **** my blood for your gain
Or have you become like the common jellyfish,
Whose sting hurts like hell and who's a little heartless
Lucy Tonic
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Lucy Tonic
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