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Apr 2013
How dare you spit venom at me,
say you care,
warp my reality,
make my temper flare!

How dare you have the audacity,
to throw acidic memories in my face,
to have such total apathy,
to say I'm a sad disgrace!

You're a fool, liar, traitor;
I'm better off without.
Written by
Heath Leonard  20/Agender/USA
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