Are you sure this is enough?

I was informed it would be rough

But little did i know

It could disorganize my flow

What could be left

After your petty theft

The theft you still deny

Giving your bad eye

Showing your true colors

Projecting your reflectors

Sticking to your self

Unreachable on my shelf

Ignore my pleas again

Shut your door bye

Your shunning campaign

Fucking dirty spy.

Invade my inner core

Destroy all i have

Know that i keep score.

For eveyr hour and a half.

Dissaciociate yourself

Imaginary forever

Always on that shelf

Always ropes to sever

Author's Notes/Comments: 

i wrote thes when i was happy.

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