"injured plea, crushed destiny, deep down trauma hounds, run to corrode, integrity, whatever matters, and it would
they fail to see, they make believe reality, helpless deaths, ignored to be judged as juvenile, head caves in growing pains, no time remains for fantasy
tyrrany exists, shrink beneath the ingrown thorns, forced to accept, pledge allegiance to a flag, tested to forget, you must resist, they want you dead
feels emptiness, eternity keeps swallowing, digested benefactors whose silence deafens anything, all of whom decease and miss to pierce a point, objects and lessons to realize it's not the way
what's the point of giving up, leaving won't change anything, political resentment, to push away all growth within puzzles me, offers soul to nothing
the message screams it's purity, that those with no rights display the right to have no life, do have respect they must accept a world commiting suicide"
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