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Jun 2021
Not feeling sorry
And you: not accepted the apology
And there is me not willing to apologise
As your apology was so right
That it ended the right thing to do
And your pride so much greater
That I learned how to be just like that:
Too proud, knowing my place...
You want me in your life so I can hear you
How beautifully you can shout and curse me
Send me to a fyck
Abuse me...
Couldn't you just get yourself a plastic doll
To **** up like that?
They even have mouths to say a few words to you these days!
Theodora Oniceanu
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Theodora Oniceanu
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