So strange,
Never your friend,
always feared,
always near.
Always full of anger,
always thinks is a creator,
never merciful,
always sorrowful.
Why do you kill innocent souls?
Leaving parents in a cold?
Why do you bring fear?
In families that are close?
You don't have mercy,
walking again you are crazy,
making people to be miserable,
instead of making them happyful.
But I understand,
that is your work,
that is who you are,
that is what you are.
©esther123
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