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And true you kissed me But the subtle vibrations of your chattering teeth behind your malleable lips gave you away You had a fear deeper than the hidden agenda that tomorrow brings Your fear was me
i am not afraid of sociopaths, i grind them hard, are a pest under my feet, smashed to smithereens, forcefully and dilligently, who are to think you could stop me? i have won over streets soldiers,
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