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Judge

You don't know me

and likewise for you.

So why would you feel the need

to tell me what the **** I should do?

 

In this life, you have no idea,

NO CLUE

the strifes and struggles

anything I've been through.

 

You preach to me

which way to go

what street to take

or path to go.

 

You'll never know

what road I came down

to get to this place.

 

So, just dismiss your petty judgement

and your ******* case.

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amanda-witt
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Nov 19, 2012
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