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Child molester 


Deadly inhuman beast
Devil without horns 
Soul of blackness 
Look in the mirror 
Look deep in your eyes the 
Windows to your soul 
And ask your self this 

Why? 

Why Have you picked an unfit fruit

Why have you rip the petals 
Of an un opened rose 

That rose, beautifully sprang 
That rose that have never 
Felt gusty winds, stormy weather and the harshness 
Of sun light 

That sweet innocent young rose 
With leafs of innocence 
Stem of fresh green beauty 
And fragile harmless green thorns 

Fresh unopened rose 
Filled with hope 
Fresh un bloomed rose 
Filled with beauty 
Filled with promise

Innocent she is to this world of beasts and darks Angels 

You demon who conceal as a saint 
In the light but heart filled with blackness

Why? 


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