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VILLAINS

They wound you with words or act of terrorism
Weapons are thrown at knowingly or unknowingly
And when a stanch of blood is on you
You either roar or accept defeat
They also fret at the calamity or stay to clean up their mistakes

Lots encompass at your graveyard to declare sweet words they never got to say when you were alive
Or the ones who came to lay off spiteful words at your grave too
Or maybe when they don't want to see you succeed in that circle you're found.

An alibi is being created for your benefit, your life is set to solely depend on it
You're welcome to be engrossed by failed dreams and lost opportunities that may have come or maybe not...

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