The damned,
The banned
And Bagotten.
The broken.
The bleeding.
The lost.
And deceeted.
All theyre moments,
Have been forgotten.
Now you know
What I have met.
Many a fair lad I new,
Young and fair and wise.
And litttle did I have to do-
They'd come to me with lies.
I'm sorry-
for the ones who cared
I'm sorry-
For the weak
I'm sorry-
I've met better men
Who were proud and bold, not meak!
Many a fair maids I knew
Many with wanting eyes.
Many a fair maids I knew
Who whould the lies.
And with every lie
Their heart would die
Alittle more, every time.
Till the day they went away,
Along the trail of a lie.
xoxo
ryu
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