.úùÄÄÄÄÄÄThe Last Laug
hÄÄÄÄÄÄùú.They t
ried to convince me that I was crazy.The
y stared at me, mocked me, laughed at me.
Like I was their amusement.The
ir vicitim of their cruel games and torture.
The words "He's crazy" rang through my h
ead.The way they talked about me behi
nd my back.The way they pulled my str
ings as if I were their puppet.I'm no
t their amusement, I am not their puppet.
They see themselves as royalty and I am their Je
ster.But I am a Jester that desires v
engeance.One day I'll get them back, 
I'll get them ALL back.I know, deep i
nside, no matter what, I'll get the last laugh.
The NarccissistNWA 
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