spitting image
no one person is born knowing all not to talk not to eat or how to move your feet I used to think one had changed the one used to be kind the one used to love the one used to hug the one used to laugh poof out with the old in with the new but deep down, it isn't in with the new it isn't out with the old NO! it was never something new it was always there deep,deep,down, the one was taught what a hypocrite the one is at fault but won't admit the spitting image of the one before eye for eye core for core lie for lie word for word spitting image is what one is
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