The Haunting of Justice

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Lawlessness thrives, mocking the righteous law.
The weak, forever trampled, not just by the mighty,
But by the feeble, who wield strength against the feeble.

In this wretched world, injustice reigns supreme,
Where morality crumbles, and virtue is but a dream.
The vile and heartless revel in their power,
Feasting on the misery of the meek every hour.

Hate seethes within, a fire burning bright,
Fueling my wrath, consuming me with spite.
No mercy shall I show, no forgiveness in my heart,
For those who perpetrate this hateful art.

I stand against the wicked, a force to be reckoned,
With every ounce of strength, my vengeance beckoned.
In this battle against darkness, I shall prevail,
Unleashing my fury, as justice sets sail.

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