Not
a tear shed
There
will be not a tear shed
When
people learn you are dead.
You
have destroyed so much,
Thinking
you are entitled to have what you want
No matter
who it hurts
And no
matter what it destroys.
You
think people love you so much,
If
only you knew how deep their hatred went.
And
on that fateful day
When
the universe calls you
To pay
for all you’ve done
There
will not be a tear shed.
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