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You defile our world with you sharp, lashing tongue, prodding at the deepest wounds in ours hearts as if it were a dagger. Each word that is leaked from that cesspool drops onto us like vomit staining our vision of the world until we are as twisted and hateful as you. When it the sky cry’s for you it is not god’s tears but his furry unleashed upon you and all you have tainted. It does not heal but burns our skin and blurs our sight and makes it so we can no longer taste the sweetness of the earth and no more can we hear its gentle songs. All we can smell now is the vile waste you left that falls with the acid rain.