Something Awful
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Something Awful
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Right now it is hard to judge
If I walked away from this
Or I was forced out
By a group of superior human beings
That feed off the insecurities
They created to keep me in check!
I think I once knew you
If allowed to despise me
I am sure you would!
I am sure you would!
With the taste of disgust
It is certain you would fail
I am sure you will!
I am sure you will!
I have been the attacker
I have been attacked!
Words sometimes can cut deeper
Than the actions that grew
From resentment within
Your own imagination
I wait for the confrontation
Patiently
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