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I'm baffled at your confidence I would have thought such cunning equaled in intelligence You prove me wrong yet again By assuming your words similar in advancement to manipulation Your arguments have not progressed As my ability to weave in and out of conversation traps Like a robot your speech is limited Triggered by topic of interaction Your inability to compute my well devised arguments renders you repetitive "You speak in riddles"Is a line heard much too often As are those clever attacks questioning my mental stability But they're too often, my dear, too much you question your own
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Aug 25, 2013
Aug 25, 2013 at 11:49 PM UTC
You question me, you doubt yourself
I'm baffled at your confidence I would have thought such cunning equaled in intelligence You prove me wrong yet again By assuming your words similar in advancement to manipulation Your arguments have not progressed As my ability to weave in and out of conversation traps Like a robot your speech is limited Triggered by topic of interaction Your inability to compute my well devised arguments renders you repetitive "You speak in riddles"Is a line heard much too often As are those clever attacks questioning my mental stability But they're too often, my dear, too much you question your own
alice-burns
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Aug 25, 2013
Aug 25, 2013 at 11:49 PM UTC
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