I can recall something.
Recall what you inquired about.
All the sweet lies you formed
like a trickster.
It won’t leave my mind as
I grin a wicked grin.
A grin of sheer insanity.
I hate it so much, but
can’t help it.
You will regret what
you’ve done.
I won’t do a thing to you.
But I know who will.
I no longer trust myself.
Date: 5/1/24
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