Winged-violence

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Cut your mouth open,

let it tower those with feeble fists.

swallow their sins,

choose what's just to stay in the bin.

welcome those beauties with thorns

like bloody roses

held by those with horns,

tie yourself with strings

that cuts the spotlight

of the world full of violence.

for once, let us escape

these awakened mouths that kills.

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