Tantalizing anonymity of unsolved murders
Residue of helpless ripped and battered lives
Sporadic relenting for money, a cherished fervor
Concealed in hoarse whispers of evil doers
I beg you to shut and shutter thy putrid souls
Thus contamination of innocent be ceased
Righting many a wrong, end this beastly feast
If you did not ask, then do not hope to receive
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