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Dec 2018
You go behind my back as I am away
As you started to talk I chose to stay
You talk about me starting to feed lies
how could you try to make me cry
to save yourself and leave me to rot
While I hide listening to you speak in pride
I can't believe what I see
A liar right in front of me
And I thought you could be my friend
forever until the end
You bit my back out you do it well
Now this back it already swollen
You made it swell so well
Chomping biting does it taste well
Or do you just like to make my back swell.
Panda May
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