They'll steal energy until none left here,
Chew you up, spit you out, without a care,
Portray a victim, soul laid partially bare,
The whole truth from them is so very rare,
Setting you for an argument like a dare,
Narc, narc, who's there?
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I guess these people need help too .. that’s a mental health problem
Indeed, so sad.
It is sad … yeah ..
So clever and powerful at the same time a grate line well used in this piece
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