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The Essence of Sacrifice is Lost

By The MadmanPublished 7 days ago • 1 min read

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I showed you off

Boasted my ego in ways unknown to myself

I kept you in hot & cramped spaces

Now I butchered you while everyone watched it like an adventure sport

I prepare a lavish barbeque tonight

All praise be with God

Ballad

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