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My Little City: Damnatio; My Fears

I keep saying it, but it’s true, I’m not gullible I didn’t just believe everything she had told me, my method of screening was just notable All she said had, confirmed a lot of bad feelings I had already.

It was as if, they where on the back of my mind, scrunched up and ready.

Everything wasn’t easy up until now, but I had to admit, we’d had our fair share of luck.

Marcus wasn’t a natural genius and Felix wasn’t a master with the duck.

So I basically realised that, we were just pawns, spread out on Valentina’s grey lawn never liked owing anyone, it was my creed, I was not one known for greed.

But this had passed just a mere debt She had our lives, in her hands, secured tightly with a belt

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