Shall the acclaimed humanitarian
                              thou fello Love thou 
                              people that stay though blood shed to
                              Build the very city thou takes for granted?
                              To kill mercilessly for a pitted foul thought
                              That wench that you killed 
                              Had a child that had noting in the world 
                              But that femme, an infantile's mother .
                              While you had the world in your palms
                              You smashed as you went 
                              Killed the helpless and defenseless
                              To fill your rotten purse 
                              And devour your rotten soul 
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                              Hi guys if you reading this I'd like to thank you for taking your time to read this .it means so much .i don't care about the votes nor comments(thank you guys though ) but how many people see it , knows that there's someone who might relate or like it.
                              I wanna say thank you all 
                              -Jen ✝
                                      
                                          
                                   
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