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Mar 2016
Haven't you been told about the golden rule?
Or have you had your innocence taken too?
It's a shame you've no shame ma'am.
Keep pretending you're not a predator; a ******* cheetah.
The popcorn went stale and the beverage made me feel ill

A childhood away I feel ill thinking about you.
Keep your kindness and keep your secret.
You'll remain numb and empty for the things you have done to me
I'll remember the drugs in your drawer.
You'll rot in the place of which you're so fearful.
So will I, but you're the basis of it all.
MTT
ash
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