Damara

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You'll think me crude
Ill mannered
Careless or evil even
But it's what goes unnoticed
That really counts

The broken heart that lies within
The laughter and taunts
Provoked my revenge
A mind that's been twisted
Sanity that's snapped

Ahh you brought this on yourselves
But I shall take the blame
Evil, crude, and horrid
Oh yes but can't you see
You put the demon in me

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