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Sep 2019
You hurt me far more than you know
words hitting me like bricks
Ill-formed advice and wisdoms
Are the only things that stick

You can't see it
we don't mesh well
not anymore, at least.

But be careful how you speak of me,
I know your tricks and schemes
I know your manipulations and lies
I know your disguise

So if you're truly a friend
and you truly care
then talk to me about it

Don't go spilling secrets and calling me names at parties.
Written by
Dev  19/F/Australia
(19/F/Australia)   
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       Satrughan singh choudhary, Nyx, kain and SPT
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