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Villain

Blurred lines, Confusion. Ties broken. I am standing , In middle of two oceans. Black and white? No it's grey, Hurricanes , Collided , I can't look nowhere else. I am going to explode , Help me not, Years of load and depression. Now I can join points with repercussions. All are the heros, All are the slaves, All are tortured, And all are saved. Everyone's true, So where's the dissimulator, I want him destroyed Because I am a traitor. Misunderstanding sprouts best with hate, So I preached love, Just to find out, Malice is not injurious to health.

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