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Brutal thoughts run through her head,
Secrets kept until she's dead.
Evil voices fill the air,
'Murder them so they're not there! '
Hatred burning all around,
Millions of people in the ground.
Twisted feelings deep inside,
Lots of fucked up things to hide.
Tears quit falling long ago,
Only anger left to show.
Envy flows through all her veins,
Nothing left to hide her pain.
Sins are slowly creeping out,
What's left to do for her now?
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