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FRENEMY
A gazing stock
I am, by reproaches and afflictions
In a world with my frenemy. To you,
Who had compassion of my bonds
And joyfully the spoilings of my goods.
Myopically I detect your plans not, and
Hyperopia pour out my thoughts.
You stab like it's nothing
And your pretension, a Judas' Like
That stomp and smash and bash and crash.
Roses you gave are darkened
Darkened by your lies.
That tree has fallen
Under where we keep our laughs and cries.
I am, by reproaches and afflictions
In a world with my frenemy. To you,
Who had compassion of my bonds
And joyfully the spoilings of my goods.
Myopically I detect your plans not, and
Hyperopia pour out my thoughts.
You stab like it's nothing
And your pretension, a Judas' Like
That stomp and smash and bash and crash.
Roses you gave are darkened
Darkened by your lies.
That tree has fallen
Under where we keep our laughs and cries.
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