The Old Lie

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"Dolce et decorum et pro patrina mori,"
In other words, propreganda. 
And perhaps in another sense; I wish it hadn't fooled you; I wish you were still here with me, eternally by my side.All Rights Reserved

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I'm Peter Parker and this was how I was replaced by my own father. Thrown into an abusive foster care, bullied each and everyday, menace and vigilante as what people would call me and a bother as what my father said. I wish I was gone. So I wouldn't feel replaced anymore. "I once had a family, now a stranger" "I will never be good enough to you. I got that" "Everyone gets tired of me some point, then eventually leave. They all do."

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The Replacement

I'm Peter Parker and this was how I was replaced by my own father. Thrown into an abusive foster care, bullied each and everyday, menace and vigilante as what people would call me and a bother as what my father said. I wish I was gone. So I wouldn't feel replaced anymore. "I once had a family, now a stranger" "I will never be good enough to you. I got that" "Everyone gets tired of me some point, then eventually leave. They all do."

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