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Sep 2012
Everything about me is
secrecy;
you aren’t supposed to know,
i’m not supposed to tell;
Living among the shadows
is dreadful as the sunlight.
But what can i do
since i’m destined to be like this,
Now what do you want to know
more about me ?
Ask me
Like how do i prey my children ?
yes it is pitiful to see them
so helpless when i clutch them like that,
but tell me what to do
since i’m destined to be like this
Who is to be blamed, when we
– the minority
amongst you
to be like this,
i don’t know the answer
but as long as i taste blood,
i’ll find it whatever it takes me,
you aren’t supposed to know
what i’m not expected to tell
but what harm does it to me ?
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