THEY'RE MAD YOU'RE THERE, THEY'RE MAD YOU LEFT

You heard their hate?

You walked away...

Created your own City...

Now, they want you back?

Some people say that's what abusers say...

It's really only about the money?

​​​​​​Everything is fine until people run out of other's people's money?

I'm sure you moved on...

Are they just a memory for your Red Flags?

Your flashing Neon signs?

If hate had a taste...

It holds the same Element as Lettuce...

No Nutritional Value whatsoever...
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sparrowsong Ice Queen

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