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Feb 2019
Brother
I will call the cops
I care not to let you continue your game
They should have named you manipulation
At that you are a king
You yourself are collateral damage
I wish you would go back to prison
You are a monster with a game board
Everyone is a piece and everyone has their roles
Everyone must comply and ignore your piggish
Tendencies
But no longer, not me
I will not continue to simply offer my shoulder to the girl
You come home to
But won't call girlfriend because you'er not ready for commitment
While you only seek the freedom of ******* every girl who throws themselves
At you
You ugly beast who puts on an act like none other
Should have joined the theater
But you have never really had a pretty face
Brother
A disgrace I wish I could displace
And send away back behind bars
So you could keep your **** to yourself and stop hurting the girl
I now call friend
You are apart of no trend
And your lies
They will not end
So leave
If you are your own man
At age 28
Act like it
Pay your own bills
Get your own job
And *******
Pitch Hiker
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Pitch Hiker  19/F/United states
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