Their only reason for existing is to take the wind out of your sails.
They take delight in your discomfort.
They love seeing you fail.
They know exactly what your capable of and don't like it.
They smile and praise you to your face.
Then plot treason behind your back.
If your plans ever got briefly derailed it's because they sabotaged the track.
Their laughs conceal lies.
Their well wishes are hollow.
Their handshakes say friend.
Their contempt says I hope something bad happens to you tomorrow.
They constantly betray with out an ounce of sorrow.
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