All Just

Love War craving gore I see no red turning once beloved hope, companionship, cast warm loyalty, upon against strangers false hatred created by my well stolen bravery gloved hand filling the hungry void of cowardice who cares right? forget why fight it all boredom surely blood lust All Just for a dollar's sake

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