Of one not quite there
She lives in a world of untruths
With no care
For those she will hurt
It’s evident and clear
Her lies and manipulation
Change direction and steer
They told me to watch her
Why bring her to the fold
Because she is close
And mad and cold
So release her and give her
something to relish
Or am I being
Too forward and selfish
Ghost words of the imaginings 
naw sounds like how you feel
about hosting a turn coat
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Ah but no pin is given, no point is made openly nor is there room to move. The one eyed monster has been let lose and yes she is green. A poor choice for a host has been elevated into a position where the other side cannot openly speak. So a turn coat is not possible. Get my drift ?
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yeah she s your boss and was your friend. sad.
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Lol I have no idea of what you speak
But then the imagination can run wild ..
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