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Sep 7
all my life, I have been scared of the ghost chasing me
so I hid from them, but later on, I realized, I have been hunting them down
someone with a random name entertained ideas and try to force them to absorb my mind
but all I know is, I never think of it that way
I am one with the shadows, lurking and observing
never making a peep or a deafening silence to lure people in to listen to me
but this brat is relentless,
uses someone to get what she wants
does she have a conscience? yes, but it was fun to live that way, according to her.
does she feel guilty? no because she sees all of us as a foolish and naive person
she thinks she is the smartest in the room
but no. rather, she is the unluckiest ***** in the room.
trying to snip pieces of information and spreads rumors about us to make her name fragrant
but no matter how many times you bathe in perfumes and body wash,
your soul is rotten, your body stinks, your personality is as dark as your soul
the breaktime monologue
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the breaktime monologue  25/F/Philippines
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