hate
The words heard
That utters the names
Puts fear in the heart
Of all that hear
The hurt goes deep
That takes time to heal
A long and slow process
Some may never recover
The pain continues
In a vicious circle
Without end or beginning
Until a soul is lost
The end is foretold
That utters the names
Puts fear in the heart
Of all that hear
The hurt goes deep
That takes time to heal
A long and slow process
Some may never recover
The pain continues
In a vicious circle
Without end or beginning
Until a soul is lost
The end is foretold
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