The killer artists,
With ruse, and spirit mean,
They lay their trap,
Hurt feelings have not,
Their soul bare of compassion,
Feelings, an estranged concept,
Fulfill their passion for hurting others,
Anyone, but themselves and their loved ones,
Fair game in their sight,
Praise their doings even unto the lord,
And thank him for his bounty,
But don’t listen to his cries,
Don’t see his tears,
For they are artists in deception,
Deceiving themselves,
In the struggle for life and death,
Think of themselves as Gods,
Diana the Goddess of the trap©
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