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My Living Death
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lucretiabaine PM
You were always so good, and you loved telling me how I wasn't. Hypocrite.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 92 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 01-17-05 - id: 1810550
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"My Living Death"

Little Miss Fucking "Rebel,"
I hope you found a dictionary,
And I hope you understood the definitions...
But it seems like you did, and that displeases me.

Little Miss "Better Christian,"
How does it feel to be "betrayed" by a "God"
That I was so unworthy of?
I know it makes you feel proud, and I wish you'd shut up.

Little Miss "Perfect Princess,"
Do you still think you're better than I?
You're only half as wretched.
And what you condemned me for being---
You became.

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