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Again, this is a poem about me, I guess. They all are. I'd appreciate any comments concerns thoughts ideas criticisms whatever. You don't have to like it just like to read it :]

What a greedy

Little Bitch.

Selfish,

Cruel,

Gossip...

How does she live

With herself?

She's a liar

A cheat

And a thief,

Stealing hearts

Breaking

People

Down.

Cruel intentions

Masked by

A paper-thin smile.

She's shallow

And proud of it.

Conceited and mischevious

She'll manipulate you

Until you don't know

Which way is up.

Watch out for her,

This subtle illusionist-

She'll tear you to pieces

Without a second thought.

But who is this

Mysterious girl?

Hiding in the shadows,

Waiting for the perfect time

To jump out and play.

Look around-

There she is...

But wait.

That's just a glass-eyed me

Staring

From the mirror.

The End

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