the dark side of life

The Inevitability of those that search it
The blame leaches that think they are worth it
Wow es me, its just my luck,
Alas im nice, a usual iq f*ck,
The blame game starts with want,
Followed by blame, friends, them, family and shant,
But its never ones fault for then this leech is visible,
And you see what they want…yours and there life to be both miserable
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Posted: Nov 2015
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accolades are nice...aren't they ?

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