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| 618. No Limits No limits to her madness she sat quite content The bloody knife lay dripping by her side Life and death were but the same in a world now mad No sanctuary possible for those with no place to hide Sun dried carcasses laid across the yard with care Peaceful expressions not visible on face left to burn Civilization created the creature that now runs amok Those never offered faith no option where to turn Sullen promises heed not the desperate will to live Justification for murder somehow written in holy stone So quickly life is ended for those who cannot speak Love never possible for those born to die alone So little is known and no effort made to better understand Sordid lies dispel the truth of feelings soon led astray No tears are ever shed for the millions of slaughtered animals Prayers never made as fires burn and barbeques blaze away |
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