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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Sat, Feb 6, 2021<5 mins
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They say i'm the villain I say they are hypocrites They distrodid me Made me hate myself and the world But i refuse to let them win So i stood up and fought And they can call themselves heroes all they want But i know the truth None of them care about the people they "save" But no, i'm the villain for wanting revenge and the world to be fair For finley wanting the little girls stop crying For wanting justice for the people who are different Just because because you don't understand all of us You hate us So no i am not the villain I'm a hero to the ones you abandoned The ones you hate The ones you don't understand I will win I will get what i want And will finally be the same as you But i will care
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