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Sep 2010
Enslaved it seemed
by your guilded charm.

[[Beguiled]]

Could not see through the smoke and mirrors
& of course that was your plan.
It had to be.
It can't be me.
- I must have just caught on.

You took my weapon.
But I stole it back, my sword,
my words by my side.

YOU FOOLED EVERYONE.
BUT I CAN SEE THROUGH.
& I DON'T WANT TO LOOK.
YOU'RE FALSE, PATHETIC, & WEAK.

(it was not temptation
      it was only a game
                  only a hunt.
                          a ******, ****** game.
Written by
Angelica Rivera
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