Silence of the Dammed

If others were aware, Oh shame Hint nothing! The heart is in the hand of a hacker. Dare not share. Fear retrobution, repremand forlorn. Act as one fortuitous. Oh deception! Specialize the fraudulence. The exclusive confidence, a ruse. To excoriate this being would serve well. For it may never never tell. Race to occupation! Run to duties call! Pray the tounge slips not. Fear that many fall. Oh books, they serve not. As time does better still! Experience a teacher, will tell, may tell, of others will. Guide the heart. Your hand be true, and kindness give with thought. Not all are as you. To do as some they ought. But mines are mixed and not so well. They feel as you may owe. Are they sad, corrupt, or angry? To take their silent stabs so slightly, as they trample all over. All is quiet now. Silence of the dammed we think. As drying blood stinks. So is this way.