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Lowercasemmmmmm

Lowercasemmmmmm

i watch you fail with a grin

What does that say about me
I’d much prefer to see you fail
Than to watch you bask in victory
 
What does that say about me
When I refuse to assist
I cast my own shadow on ignominy
 
What does that say about me
When jealousy grips like a knife
And the fall from grace is mine
 
What does that say about me
To learn all I need
I’d live a thousand lifes

(2013)

The green eyed monster can make you behave in strange ways

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