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Nov 2015
I have an enemy.
I have an enemy.
She has been my nemesis for my entire life.
She is always working on some sort of
sabotage
to weaken me.
She wishes to weaken me.
She wishes to distract me.
She wishes to
She wishes to
She wishes to
She makes me doubt.
She makes me uncertain.
She makes me discontented.
She stops me from doing, which is really the worst of all.
And she will not leave me alone.
She will not let me be.
It looks like I am stuck with her.
I am stuck with her, so I will have to learn to live with her.
I will have to learn to
limit the damage.
I will have to learn to limit the damage she does to me.
No, I can't destroy her.
She is, unfortunately, immortal-
While I am not.
It is an unfair advantage.
Written by
Rose Flows
591
   Earl Jane
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