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They find the broken-hearted, those lost in despair,

Extending helping hands, with intentions unaware.

Their motives veiled in shadows, concealed from the light,

They manipulate the trust of others through the night.

With silver tongues, they whisper lies,

Beware the wolves in sheep's attire,

The vultures in disguise, feeding on the weak,

Their hearts devoid of empathy, their conscience does sleep.

They twist and turn, with cunning guile,

Leaving shattered lives in their wake mile after mile.

No more will they prevail, their reign of terror we’ll defy

With strength in unity, our spirits soaring high

With silver tongues, they whisper lies,

Beware the wolves in sheep's attire,

The vultures in disguise, feeding on the weak,

Their hearts devoid of empathy, their conscience does sleep.

They twist and turn, with cunning guile,

Leaving shattered lives in their wake mile after mile.