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Virus
Easing through into my iris spiteful venom of a retinal virus,deep inside were raving tyrants,victims of a deadly virus. Marooned in a state of gloom the triggers pulled and the gun goes boom. The authorities come yet I think in silence,im a victim of a deadly virus. The armies at war who steal your glamour laugh with pride and wave their banners. Bodies sometimes disappear there is no answer to desolation,only fear of touch.This world is crawling in filth and sadness,verm and pirates casting the tragics.
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