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To think that I used to look up to you~0~
makes me laugh~1~ You had me fooled for so long~2~ I was a child, with out a care in the world~3~ You seemed so wonderful~4~ Mysterious and dark~5~ I was swept away~6~ Now I am grown~7~ not all the way but enough~8~ Your games don't affect me anymore~9~ Alas, I'm now able to beat you at this ~10~ pathatic little game no longer am i a sweet daisy, but i am now a blood red rose complete with thorns you don't have a hope don't challange me i have no choice but to win i will not rest until you have been stopped you will not be allowed to hurt anymore children
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