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Just a beautiful liar
You know just the words Convincing as ever Except i may be the fool Except i am not the type of fool You think i am I know a way to deal with you Its not cunning Nor sly Nor evil Its the right thing It is honest The best way to deal with you Is to tell the police Every single thing In a way its great Here is where i drain my feelings I showed you my site You Never pay one bit of interest in my life So now i can tell whom ever i wish What a bad person you are and how you treated me Now the police will give you a good hiding Long term for you Shall be out of my way forever Never will i ever need to think Of you ever again I do not care whatever it is you did It wasn't from the heart coz you never turn around and throw everything your wives did for you Back into their face like an ungrateful human being; that technically you are... A beautiful liar Can only go so far Only play a role for so long... Before you get caught Like the fool you think i am Well you're the fools I know everything Everything that can back me up I got proof too Witnesses are everywhere They maybe quite except Too embarrassed to admit I can get you into trouble I can I will Or i won't I can I may You just never know what i will do Vote for this poem
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