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Sneaky Talk


I despise the type of people who smile in your presence;

Then, they speak ill about you behind your back.

They really make me sick;

Sick to my stomach!

They make me want to puke;

Like a night after endless drinks.

What makes matters worse is....

I saw the flaw in you.

We weren't built the same;

Like, I could tell there was more to you.

Well I mean less in you.

You're missing a piece or maybe even two!

I can't be mad because I know you were sent for me to learn from you.

I just wish you weren't intimidated by my presence;

But it's cool everybody can't be like me.

I'm just proud I could see the lesser in you;

Everybody won't stay true..

I'm glad I could learn that from you; Friend.

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