We Declare.

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You caused me sorrow, 

You caused me pain, 

Horrid you are and will always remain. 

Making my heart beat fade into nothingness, 

Making my eyes suffer through an explosion of tears, 

No good you are I and my God declares. 

For we do not like people who are so demonic minded like you, 

Do not come to heaven’s gate someday go into hell’s queue. 

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