The Little One

Theres a ball of evil at your core

It glows a deep dark red

Every shade it grows

Fills the little one with dread


You would pass the little one

Around to the others


You would share the pain

To get what you longed for


I despise the very nature of people

For it can be immensely evil

What you've done to the little one

Is unforgivable

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