Dreadful Hardship
Daring people with an imperfection in their stars
I was hit back by jerks who left me with many scars.
They are often harmed as a piece of their giving regards
I had no idea they are used to look for power and starves.
These disastrous people are without snobs.
You'll always be unable to haul them out of their snarls.
Written: August 14, 2021
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