Dani's Writing Journey

Oh you poor child,

Lost in such hate. 

Filled with such rage. 

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Looking for a sense of purpose,

A community of your own. 

Sucked into a group who

Fills your head with Violence. 

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Oh you poor child

You don’t see what’s wrong. 

Believing you are the victim

Of spiteful women. 

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Ready to fight,

To kill those who wronged you. 

Delusional little boy.