merciless genocide
slaughter of native peoples
wrought with (super) wanton zeal feeble ability to thwart "discoverers" rapine wicked onslaught merely ratcheted wrecked webbing
wrenched tribal unity, violently rent asunder vibrant indigenous linkedin weave
rendered sacred weltanschauung decimated "noble savage" woke wretched nightmare, sans pock marked worsted weal the Native American holocaust shrouded in whitewashed veil
tragedy trampled truces triggering tearful trail scoped scattered remnant snuffed out via surveil futile sympathetic remonstrances, viz rant and rail hermetically sealed dirty deeds done dirt blunted, cheapened, and deadened lance armstrong to quail most definitely coloring faces of captive American Indians deathly pale into figurative coffin got hammered rusty nine inch nail subpar critical population mass for survival, plus storied "red man" bereft of ample potent male
off limits to original proprietors forced to hightail
happy hunting grounds o'er hill and dale
becoming desiccated bleached bones devoid of awful, pitiful, and sorrowful fait accompli and roaming spirits like banshees bewail
grievous shadow a blot doth cause me to ail!
wrought with (super) wanton zeal feeble ability to thwart "discoverers" rapine wicked onslaught merely ratcheted wrecked webbing
wrenched tribal unity, violently rent asunder vibrant indigenous linkedin weave
rendered sacred weltanschauung decimated "noble savage" woke wretched nightmare, sans pock marked worsted weal the Native American holocaust shrouded in whitewashed veil
tragedy trampled truces triggering tearful trail scoped scattered remnant snuffed out via surveil futile sympathetic remonstrances, viz rant and rail hermetically sealed dirty deeds done dirt blunted, cheapened, and deadened lance armstrong to quail most definitely coloring faces of captive American Indians deathly pale into figurative coffin got hammered rusty nine inch nail subpar critical population mass for survival, plus storied "red man" bereft of ample potent male
off limits to original proprietors forced to hightail
happy hunting grounds o'er hill and dale
becoming desiccated bleached bones devoid of awful, pitiful, and sorrowful fait accompli and roaming spirits like banshees bewail
grievous shadow a blot doth cause me to ail!
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Author:
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- Category: Sad
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