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Jun 2018
Repeat after me, my propaganda is key, repeat after me…
You are my record keepers
My words are absolute
To my propaganda you all salute

Repeat after me all of my Lies

Have I broken you yet? Have you flatlined yet?

You should have...

The pain in my words.. Have they made you fret?
Are you paranoid like me?
Are you fearing that those moments of sin will become your future regrets?
My influence it got to you and not your not like you used to
          be. Right?
Midnight is over and this evils fairy’s spell has ceased
I soar over you watching you and enjoying your misery

Regret?

That’s far too late..
Will you bear the eternal hate
You cannot exact revenge I have reverted into a figment of your imagination

You are left with a feeling of indignation
Beab
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Beab  F
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   Persephone
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