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The Little One
Theres a ball of evil at your core
It glows a deep dark red
Every shade it grows
Fills the little one with dread
You would pass the little one
Around to the others
You would share the pain
To get what you longed for
I despise the very nature of people
For it can be immensely evil
What you've done to the little one
Is unforgivable
