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Invisible
There are Leachs
Feeding off
Our species
The Fear
Pain Dread
And all those juicey bits
Inbetween
Who have help
From the turncoats
The traitors
of our race
Who believe
They will gain
A better fate
Then the rest of us
IF they feed us
To their master's
Even willing to sacrifice
Their own children
To become a host
For that which IS
Not human
Feeding off
Our species
The Fear
Pain Dread
And all those juicey bits
Inbetween
Who have help
From the turncoats
The traitors
of our race
Who believe
They will gain
A better fate
Then the rest of us
IF they feed us
To their master's
Even willing to sacrifice
Their own children
To become a host
For that which IS
Not human
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