It's the strangest thing to watch your dreams being lived out by someone else. It's pretty sad that a person can't have thier own aspirations and yet have to steal someone else's. You can put on that happy face mask but still underneath I've seen the real you. The leech that sucks out the color in an object just to leave it numb and colorless on the ground. I told you all my goals, my hopes, my dreams and now there you are living it with another with that empty smile on your face. I feel sorry for you that you couldn't just do your own thing your own way. You thief, Stealer of Dreams.
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