© Larry Gore Jr.
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They overeagerly anticipate my demise,
Looked upon with deceitful eyes,
Becoming a victim of their aggressive lies,
But with keen discernment, I could,
See beyond their foolish disguise.
Sabotaging my creditability,
Deforming my character trying to,
Subjugate my development.
Their envious cognition has spited their soul!!!
Hatred beyond comprehension,
My pleasure has sparked up their indignation.
My comedy becomes their drama,
My worst could easily surpass their greatest feat.
I am left in perplexity, thoroughly disgusted,
I am picked apart and wounded,
by the people I once trusted.