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Nov 2017
I know how these ungrateful beings work
the way they use kind people
as puppets
they have not felt guilt

I know how they sleep
the way they smile and laugh like
they haven't hurt
and destroyed hearts

I know
they don't have their own
eileen
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eileen
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