Filled To The Brim

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Part 7

Filled to the brim with lust and greed
Anger fulfills your wicked scheme
One by one whence you've come
Don't be fooled by a loving one.
Heave your sorrows and reap your prayers
For this one shall not be spared
I admit, I may be wrong
For you are kind and you are strong
Thus once come and now you go
Forth and to the wicked's sew.

Don't be doubt and don't be snaked
Shiver once more to a thoughtful's sake.
Hide away your pain and grief
Whence I assist you best defeat.

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