embarrassed by your action your way of speaking believing ima parish by your envious tongue your words mean nothing speading lies so other can presume your lines take a glance toward yourself before imputing false information lets clear the air from all the smoke that come out of you big and hard you are till your building comes crashing down as you hang with them clowns. and im supposedly boo-boo the fool like a pigeon you flock together youll never be an Eagle that soars.
by stephanie marie
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