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The Two Faced Fool by L. M. Montes

Oh how pretty someone said,
until they bit them with a thought,
then said person turned to say,
oh thank you thank you,
you made my day.
Walk away walk away
with maliceful smile,
hugging and shaking hands
all the while,
inside you are scratching,
your mind springs forth spite,
ready to leap at a chance for a fight.
But in the end waves of coolness set in,
bringing you down a notch,
to comfort within.