Toxic People are good at what they do
Do people know they’re toxic
Or is just blind reaction
Some are good at Toxic
They abuse that power
To get they want the need
They work their toxic till you’re no more
Once you’re no more
It’s game over
They win
You can’t let them win
Learn how they work
To avoid their toxic
Once you do
It’s game over
They are mad
They try again, and again
They will soon learn they can no long toxic
Toxic will find new prey
Soon prey will be done
Let the new games begin
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