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Sep 2015
I don't care
With genuine feeling
What happens means nothing
They won't **** for apathy
They just won't help
They won't hunt you
In dark alleys
But they will
Turn a blind eye
When your brought down
They don't burn or simmer
Or even stew
They simply do not care
But they will when they
Become the hunted.
mikecccc
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mikecccc
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