A careless world

Why does this world "bleed"
Why does this world stink of purtride blood
Why is it everytime we grow The world makes us bleed and cry why is this
The world we live in
As the hand of fate curropts my life
I become cynical of others
Of this boisterous world
As I grow more spitefull I want to
Eradicate this world of all of its filth
As black blood consumes my soul
I am reborn into a new careless soul





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