Oh, my dear child
what has happened to thy smile
the one which would never fade?
O Indeed it has been lost
never to return again
I fear
This new world order,
How shall it come to be?
its plots
its plans
the work of many centeries
goes unknown
The plot
Is Sickining
creeping ever so slowly
I look at the world differently now
it wears you down
corrupting nations
ruining peace
fuming in the mind
I cannot eat
this plan so disgusting
gory and sick
cruel and deviant
it most definitly shall work
infinite have suffered
millions have cried
turning father against son
and my words are not enough.....
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