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i left you before you could leave me,
i was brave enough to spare myself the hurt,
for i am not who you deserve,
as a matter of fact,
you deserve nobody at all,
for your tongue is corrupted by the devil,
spitting deceit and manipulation as though it is your mother tongue,
your first language.

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