Don't scorn them when they call for blood
For they don't know any better
Let them live their pitiful lives
With a dark and hateful center
Cherish them as you would a child
For they cannot be helped
Give them pity and give them peace
And be your righteous self
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 11:53 PM UTC
Don't scorn them when they call for blood
For they don't know any better
Let them live their pitiful lives
With a dark and hateful center
Cherish them as you would a child
For they cannot be helped
Give them pity and give them peace
And be your righteous self
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