"WHY"
WHY
why do I,
sit and cry
the sad observer,
watching life go by
while he,
his evil bile
thriving hate, all the while
rape, death, his life a lie
I so nieve,
i'll pay the price,
my hope, my trust, my faith
die thrice
"WHY"
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