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Aug 2020
It's been a little while
Since my heart had a smile
I was full of bile
Some of them around me were vile
They let their hate for me pile
Oh boy they knew how to rile

Now things begin to turn
Their stomachs start to churn
They want to go on a run
I got a torch, am ready to burn
Where is the urn

They will be no need to weep
What they sow, they'll reap
I see them fall into holes so deep
They wander into the nights so dark
I know out there demons lark
Written by
Dru
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