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December 1, 2011

I hope you’re happy you got what you wanted,

and that I got shit.

I hope you’re happy that you’re happy and I’m miserable because of it. 

I know you’ve never had a conscience.

You’ve never even tried.

But there are ways to end this happily for you where I don’t have to die.

Yes, I hope you’re happy-

I mean, why wouldn’t you be?

You took the things you needed and forced the rest on me. 

It’s survival of the fittest, and I’m afraid I wouldn’t fight.

I placed too much faith in humanity-

but you never do what’s right. 

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November 10, 2011

If you got it- flaunt it.

If you don’t, better fake it quick.

If you can’t beat them- join ‘em,

before they make you sick. 

Those who cannot do- teach.

If you can’t teach you’re screwed.

Better grasp the concept fast,

before your ego’s bruised. 

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