Don't you dare;
To care;
Those, who aren't fair.
.
Thee may be the maker,
They would be the taker.
Don't just go further,
It could get tougher.
Moreover;
Yer use is over.
The ships may get slower.
Just like a lovely flower.
It hurts,
It pains ,
It burns ,
Who cares.....?
Loved ones will.
Till, their life is still.
Aye, it will.
Search for ones,
The best ones.
Or else;
thou art done.
Sorry, but......
this is not for fun.
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