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Dec 2012
You're having a pity party
You announce, then pause:
I am not invited
For, I am the cause

You try to iron out your image
Make me look like the offender
Make me feel guilty
Try to appear raw, hurt, tender

I don't owe you a thing.
I don't deserve to be shamed
I don't like you?
So what?
I'm not playing your game.
Brittani
Written by
Brittani  FL
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