Above

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Above all else.

That's what your said.

You're loving yourself.

Stop and wait! For you'll injure yourself! I am the one you always berate! Hurting me like I'm a helpless elf!

You don't care anymore.

These feelings are the ones you deplore.

For I am sore to the core!

I don't want your answer! For your words are cancer! You bring out an enhancer! I feel life like a white, ugly blur!

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