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Aug 2013
I can't keep up.
You keep changing the rules
and moving the goals.
I don't know where's safe to stand,
You are constantly pulling the rug from under me.
I'm tired,
I'm broken-down.
You reign triumphant,
A Cheshire grin on an angel's face,
Masking the heart of a devil.
Izzy
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Izzy
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