Rant for The Broken

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Rant for the broken,

Souls all used up.

Looking all sad,

Like a little pup.

Souls of the dirty,

Filthy little crimes.

They hang in the air,

Mimicking wind chimes.

Writing sad poems,

With stanzas and rhymes.

【b.a.-】

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