I don't know how should i have known that you were as fake as plastic I didn't notice and no one did either and that's how you got away with it like a mosquito biting when no one is looking you always got what you wanted and you won't let anyone get in your way even if it means someone has to get hurt you wouldn't care as long as you got what you wanted worse than a parasite you crush people and have no remorse like the devil him self but even after all you have done you still think that you can call yourself a human.
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"PEOPLE"
PoetryA teenager maturing into adulthood and facing life and its challenges.
