u with ur words like nifes and sowads and wepons that u use against me. u have knoced me off my feet again got me fealing like a nothing. u with ur voice like nails on a chalk bord calling me out wen im whoonded. u picking on the weeker man. u can take me dow-ow-own with just 1 single trow-ow-ow but u dont know wat u dont know. someday ill be liveing in a big old city and all ur ever gonna b is mean. someday ill be big enough so u cant hit me and all ur ever gonna b is me. y u gotta be so mean.u with ur swichen sides and ur wild fire lies and ur humillyation. u have pointed out my flaws again...
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