july 17th, 2001 / four thirty two am.

dissapointment far exceeding anger
a feeling of betrayal in what you have done.
my face would have been a better place in front of to talk
but your shit is always done from the back
where no one can see your face as you put words to others actions

upon such a pedastal you must stand
to have judgement over others
so completely unflawed you must be
to have such a righteous opinion
those without sin,
always cast the first stone

i must be naive to have not seen
how much better it is that you are of me.
all hail your wisdom and youthful knowlege.
fuck you.

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