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I see through you
❀
The dregs of power
You grasp with both hands
The way you wear it like
Some kind of crown
❀
The blame you use
As a weapon and
The way you forge it
Into a faux halo
❀
I see you
Flicking your forked tongue
And burning innocents
At the stake
❀
By all means
Keep standing over
Your cauldrons
Mixing lies with
Denial and
Sprinkling it
With hypocrisy
❀
By all means
Keep searching for
Love in cruelty
(You will never find it there)
❀
We will all rise
From the ashes
And all you will
Succeed in doing
Is staining your own hands
An embarrassing shade of red
That just screams the word
Pathetic
About the Creator
Poppy
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