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Nov 2015
Trust no one
Everyone has an agenda
Something to keep to themselves
And then to belittle you
Make you feel like a *******
Watch out for these people
They claim to be your friends
They'll smile at you
And then stab you in the back

I'll trudge this road alone
If that's what it takes
I'll survive this ordeal
If that what it calls for
Everyone can ******* go to hell
If that's the way they're going to be
I'll live my life with a better attitude
Knowing these people are out to
Make a name for themselves
I'll spit in their eyes
Cause I don't need their friendship
They can seriously jump off of a cliff
And I wouldn't ******* care
They make me sick
And they can rot in hell
james arthur powell
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james arthur powell  44/M/Dubois, Pa
(44/M/Dubois, Pa)   
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