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It's way better unsaid,my true story Is untold. My diary is empty because I leave no traces behind Reputation is who people think you are. Character is who you are. I am pyrite,the fool's gold I am not pure,I have done much more evil than good. I wear beautiful smile with deep pain inside I am a cobra. No matter howmuch beautiful I look Keep a distance I contain venom. If I tell you,I must murder you. For it to remain a secret. I a jeopardy virus which is more than a petabite For a gadget to handle If I tell you I must kill you. I haven't been a good person lately.

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