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Vengeance


Vulnerability is a thing, why can't you understand?

Eating our souls to the very last breath

Numbing our brains with senseless past. 

Gritting your jaw toward us ghast, 

Envy every last of who we are. 

Are you happy now?

Nevertheless we will never bow.

Cunning are our people

Ending the brethren fable.

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