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Cowards
You paint me as the bad guy
Colored in flaws from head to toe
A priestess of dark magic
Inciting men to wrecking havoc
Though I'm not sure how this could be so
For if I've authored all the chaos
Why can't I redirect the show?
The idea that you're afraid of
Is that the fault falls part to you
You think burying your head
In the Ad Hominem
Can prevent the truth from being true
Though I might have empathized
Once upon a time
With the weakness of your mind
I've no patience left
For the toxicity of egos
Which causes innocents to wilt
You're all godd****d cowards
Who don't have the balls
To own up to your guilt
Copyright ©
Renee Willier
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