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Oh poor friend
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The evil deity of some lost pagan pantheon
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Has cast his eye upon you, his…
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Maybe “her”, that evilness, that spiteful vindictiveness that
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Rivals in ferocity even the worst warmonger.
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Woman, that evil pagan vampire,
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Oh she lied because she felt bad.
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“It was solely involuntary, I swear.”
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She swore she didn’t and you did,
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Though who was it in her eyes,
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You my poor friend, you.
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Perhaps you should have been drunk too,
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Then it could have been mutually accepted,
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But no, your well intended soberness fucked you,
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Oh my dear friend she fucked you twice.
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Open your eyes and awaken from your daze,
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To behold that wicked demigod, that Medusa.
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She has and will destroy you at her whim.
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She ruins you,
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She ruins you and walks away.
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