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Insecurity Kills

Once there was me in an old blue shirt, He noticed me when I got so much dirt. I was imperfectly looking great in my own grace, You are so perfect enough to stain my timid place. I’m flawlessly high and you’re so not Are you insecure because you’re a rugged knot? I'm seeing your face with your troop of skanks, You throw hard rocks on me when I'm at your back. Faking your smile is little bit horrendous, Making you novel is incredibly tremendous. I'm deliberately well and you're trying it hard, You're just insecure because you can never be a bard. Hit the ground when you saw my imperfection, You missed respect and want a strong insurrection. I’m not stooping down into your shallowness, Playing your foolish games is not my happiness. How can an evil look so angelic when he’s in crowd? He’s insecure you know because he can never be so loud. It’s infamy when he says he’s everything, I just know the score that he was only cheating. You portray a gruesome look on your face, I’m not frightened to hit it using with my white shoe lace, Have you realized that we’re not on the same page? Stop such insecurity because it will be your useless sage.

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