Violence
We believe violence is the key to get even Letting anger get control over us Blacking out and blood thirsting Raging like a Ferrari engine Folding our fingers to create punches Black eyeing each other. We have grown so wicked Not knowing when to call a quit Siblings turning against each other Friends damage each other Resorting to end each other fearlessly Blood bath is the routine Scavengers we are devouring with lots of greed. Violence is a fruit of evil It's provoked by us Slayers we become Cold and heartless we get This brings out police brutality Taking their anger out on the innocent Mercilessly breaking bones Violence is destructive. ® Tales of the spitting pen 🖋 🖋
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