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Liar


They are a liar serving their desire

Coldhearted that’s how it all started

Touch of death, not even a breath

Tears form

Fears swarm
They hesitate

I have faith

Then pain hits like a train

I scream so extreme but nobody hears a thing

Blood floods while I lay lifeless

I bet to them this is priceless

Police find me there but yet I am deceased

They find the beast but yet they were released

They are a Liar serving their desire spreading like wildfire

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