Sycophant Narcist Read Count : 10
Category : Poems
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Stalking my presence with unpleasant motives to conceal,Another round as the truths drowned so corrosive and surreal,Never a leg to stand on in quicksand sinking into deception,Correction of the intensity in lies with density of her infection,Injection into my mind for I can't find the truth in misdirection,It'll never end as she makes time bend in this insurrection,This torment by the devil's artist chambers children under this Sycophant Narcist.
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