To all the poachers of hearts,
Who is your next victim?
For you to carelessly take their hearts,
skin their souls,
Smatter their love about the walls,
And sell the empty vessels on the black market
And to the highest bidder I bid thee luck
For love is rare and comes at a high price
So to all the poachers of hearts,
who is your next victim?
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