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Jun 2014
I haven't done no wrong to you
I haven't said a word.
I didn't ask for victory
I never craved a void.

Why do you let them speak to me
In a vile, snakey way.
I thought that you've forgiven me,
but that was just for play.

You smiled and pretended,
just like the rest of them.
You wanted some power some thing for yourself,
but I was too brave back then

Because you could not scare me
You wanted hate even more
I hate you I hate you I hate you.
You'll never hear anything more.

Your flashing blond hair,
your sparkling eyes
You made them all think it was true:
That the heartless broken demon
wasn't really you.

How could they so easily see you
Just like the way you are,
when I really see a demon
Trying to **** a star.
A distant childhood memory.
Daria
Written by
Daria  Washington
(Washington)   
294
   ---, Bra-Tee and Raven
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