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Jul 2018
The salesman with a sales pitch
Love on the table, made a switch
I become the enemy
Swarming in for a remedy
No time for the vague
I fly much higher
On top of your game
A predator
you can't commit
you're unfit
and it's sick
how proudly to admit
faults makes you humble
throw yourself down
Take a stumble
lay on the ground
you're under arrest
I can't contest why
Liz
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Liz  25/F
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