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I wore a fire-proof vest
before I entered Hell.
But you had soaked in kerosene,
and so I fell.
You're so self-involved
that you don't even know
when the one you call friend is really a foe.
I can't comprehend
how you could possibly not notice
when one of your own can't even focus.
you are so far beyond gilded
and you have no clue
that for the past two years, I've been so far beyond blue.
You are a manipulator,
and you learn from the best.
you started the lies, and your mother did the rest.
You wallow in selfishness
and sip the parrot's rum.
I won't speak with you again
until I'm completely numb.