my favorite poem.... rip me off and i'll sue.
run of the lamb:
The Running of the lambs
They feast upon the shards
Of broken hopes and broken homes
And thoughtless disreguards
So feeble is the will
To mutilate and kill
The quickest shot
Forgotten lot
And negligence to fill
All lidless eyes fall short
Of seeing through the lies
A tiny life, A tiny soul
Infected with the flies...
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