Bad Company - Poem by Leonard Lee
How can one so young be so cunning? ?
calculative, manipulative and oh soo back stabbing....
surely he must come from a broken family...
or maybe he just wants the attention soo badly...
but why you do this to friends of mine? ?
what did they do to you, you fucking swine!
anyway, what goes around, comes around...
and i'll be there when you hit the ground...
maybe you are young and don't know better...
but that doesn't really matter...
because you are skating on thin ice...
and i shall be under it when it breaks...
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