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So why is the race of man and god 

Ever selfish and without remorse,

Why do they often stand idly by, watching as one is beaten and bruised. 

Mentally and physically abused. How cruel these days are.

So much so the angels cry tears of silvery clear,

In sympathy for what the child of the divine had received 

Such pain and torture that no man may understand or succeed with its suffering 

Woe betide the con of man to whom all chaos is ascribed.

With only one main sun and the light of hundred stars.

To light the way forward through the dark abyssal times

When all is abandoned why does it hurt to be alone 

When it’s the matters of the family.

How much more must I hurt.

why oh why does it hurt when clearly they dont care”

I ask myself this everyday

Staring at life under a tree veiled in silvery tear drops.

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