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You stole from me. I grassed on you.
I got you into trouble, but not really.
I played with you by pretending,
pretending to be something so evil.
And I laughed at you. We all did.
We laughed at your fear and concern.
We rolled on the floor, we laughed so much.
We wanted to scare you, you see?
The plan was to freak you out.
I did it best of all.
I had the gift.
So, we fell out. That was the plan.
It wasn’t my plan, but I went along with it.
So much has happened since,
I don’t even remember why we wanted
to make you truly hate us.
But fall out we did, and it was great.
Then they broke the silence and made up.
But not me, not us. I’d never back down.
I knew there’d be trouble
because I felt it in my bones that night.
And I was right. (Wasn't I always?)
Damn you.
You twisted things.
You stirred things.
Our silence wasn’t broken,
but you broke their silence.
God knows, I wish it had lasted forever,
then none of this would have happened.
Then I wouldn’t feel like I feel now.
Then I wouldn’t have to see your smile
each time I close my eyes.
You’re smirking at me. I want to kill you.
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