What was once a pair,
became groups of four
but today,
nothing more
than a hundred lost souls
fighting for
someone to make a mistake
and cause the fall —
it could lead to great deaths,
it could prevent war,
it could be a peace offering,
it could be a galore.
(d.r.)
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Black & Poisonous
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