Listening to: Jimi Thing, Dave Matthews Band

Woe, it is I...
For you are thine friend and thine faithful companion
Where should I walk and not encounter thee in the streets
Alas, for it is thee who slashes and destroy
For the wounded, suffer from a weakening of heart

Stand up ye peoples,
Suffer no more, for woe delights in fear and fear alone
Do what thine must and plan ahead
For woe, though mine best companion
Shall not be thine


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