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I wouldnt see each smile
behind my back.
All fakery, dear friends.
Each stabbing, each dig,
each word and each kick,
each gossip and each lie.
No need them question
them why?
And they think
I am blind,
they think
I am dumb
they think they can....
And they can
do whatever they want.
I have already wasted my time
and now I can return their fake smile
and say good-bye.
See you in fake heaven....
dear "friends".
