Blame
So cordial and tolerant was he
Wicked and malicious are you
He was like an angel
You are a demon in disguise
You capered 'round the land like a madman
As he drowned in the remedy
And you cannot recall what you've done
Yet you still continue to do it
You are a murderer
Pathological and lunatic
You shan't have any guilt
Your mind, so broken, could not handle its strain
So many pray for your bereavement
But your lack of empathy grants you no power to give them their desire
And ironically, you wish to have an orderly existence
For your selfishness knows no bounds
And your continued self-indulgence is what killed all of them
What killed him
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