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My what a tangled web we weave,
When first we practice to deceive,
I thought me one who knew you best,
Turns out you can not pass the test.

Everything you said were lies,
Gazing with your crying eyes.
Such a damsel in distress,
Nothing but a grand actress.

If only everyone could see,
Just how truly ugly.
All the people that you use,
Such a cruel act of abuse.

If only your cavernous mouth I could close,
Or maybe I'd just break your nose.
What an evil hateful witch,
To see you suffer is my wish.

All that you've done will return to you,
All the nasty things you do.
Now I only hope and pray,
That I will be there on that day.

To see you buried in your waste,
To see you take that first bitter taste.
To see that look upon your face,
Will put me in a state of grace.

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