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The betrayal of the day
My heart aches when I behold
my blood trading me for gold
So is it when a friend of foe
contributes to my woe
Even those I confided in
I was shocked to
see them as Judas
who bartered christ for silver
Now I know humans
They are like cactus tree
If you lean on it
It will drink your blood
His heart is serpent
disguised with a flowering face
If you see a man
and a beast
Spare the beast
Kill the man
The snake that tempted
man might be saved
Let tortured be man
He is a rat
Not a friend of cat
Alas! You are a traitor man.
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