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-Alone I walk in this crowded place,

yet empty it feels as fake smiles plague my face.-



-None of you are real, you only pretend,

deceitful lies as you say your my friend.-



-Swarming me with empty emotions,

Im on to your petty notions.-



-Never again will I allow my guard to falter,

praying for your demise within a silent altar.-



-I hear the whispers creep around my presence,

backstabbers hiding their true essence.-



-I see the lies in everyones gaze,

trying to confuse me in this endless maze.-



-Well I have found my exit to it all,

a loaded gun to bring your downfall.-



-When your blood begins to spill,

will the lies continue still?-



-Once the truthful pain takes hold,

your hearts will trully become cold.-



-The whispers will turn to screams,

as many slip into endless dreams.-



-Your begging me to forgive your deeds,

but your blood is needed to fill my needs.-



-The halls fall silent as the last shot rings,

my eyes only see worthless beings.-



-Sleep well for my pain has eased,

curing your lies, as you were all diseased.-