Pure evil

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When I looked in your eyes,
The evil was pure.
I thought there was good,
But for you it's no more.

At first I thought it was a dream,
But soon realised it was real.
You didn't give a stuff about me
Or how I feel.

Things got rough,
And I wanted it to end.
You were my enemy,
No longer my friend.

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