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Apr 2013
I was accused, I thought you were me, and you thought this of me but really
It was pointed out to me and I think it's more correct that this is what I think of
you, who have taken the pleasure out of my days more than once,
caused tears to fall, resemble my mother's sharp and sudden cruelty
it is you, who I believe, are the devil incarnate
and not the other way around
breaker of rules, betrayer of confidences, dissembler, user, you are to me
a nightmare
Zulu Samperfas
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Zulu Samperfas
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