Ares the bully
Don't speak
Don't look at him in the eye
Because if you do your his next victum
He likes chaos
He loves war
And no matter what you do he will continue to hurt you when he gets the chance
He will mess with your head
Break a bone
Starts a fight
Ends the war
No one will listen
Nobody cares
That I want to die
Beacuse he's always near
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