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The Ruiner


The idiot. The ruiner. A thoughtless little girl Always assuming Playing the victim Hiding guilt Faking wisdom The burden. The weakling. Offensive, unclean A blossoming disease That should be quarantined Distrust me You're better off 100 feet away
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