"Playing the victim won't do you any good,
Cause we know who's really faking the truth,
You're the one who left without a reason,
Then you go and blame us for the treason,
You've got some nerve saying that we're fake,
Look who's doing it for the fame,
We were never fake to you,
But now I'd rather say fuck you."
Another very late upload. I'm so so sorry.
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Talking To Myself
PoetryPoems I write while talking to myself Whispering words that won't make sense, A part of my life is a mess, And I don't think writing poems will fix the rest."
