Unsual Things
Different things walked the world,
Although we don't see any.
They may have been in bad times,
Eating and drinking the pain.
People's pain
Brings them pleasure.
Living for many years.
Throughout the most horrible times.
Their best times were the Dark Ages
People's pain out like pages
They feasted on many,
by picking any.
Until they were hunted
And cast out of this world.
Now no one remembers,
But the world is much better.
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