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Jacob Moslund Apr 2019
I'm sick of people complaining.
I'm sick of feminism,
veganism,
equality and freedom.
I hate the human quest for perfection.
I'm sick of being human,
I'm sick of people drinking,
Sharing on social medias,
I'm sick of drugs, cigarettes and Facebook.
I'm tired of Twitter.

I hate being in debt,
I hate being in love,
I'm tired of falling,
falling,
In love.

I hate socializing,
I'm tired of humans,
Not caring,
of anything but being humans.
I'm tired of people,
Preaching about genders,
When our world is crying,
Crying,
Screaming for help.

Forget the genders,
Forget the likes,
You will never look great,
While the only thing we have in common,
Is out mother,
Mother Earth.
Jacob Moslund Apr 2019
Do we ever stay strong?
Or do we fall,
To the ground,
Full of,
Dust.
Am I depressed or,
Just young man,
Full of,
Thoughts.
That’s where we felt it,
We’ll die,
Full of,
Thoughts...

...Or is it just a
Sociopathic life of,
Lust?
Jacob Moslund Mar 2019
She said:
“Boy, you are devious”
I know I am,
“Sending me flowers on a valentines day,
While you know my boyfriend is away”
And I know I can’t stay,
Not for the night,
Not for the day,
In every sentence I say,
I use my words a manipulative way.
But I can’t do that,
Not to you,
Because my happiness ain’t yours.
She said:
“Boy, you are devious”
I know I am.
Jacob Moslund Mar 2019
This one is for the joy, and it's here for peace,
This one takes me closer, to the one I was meant to be,
And this one is for the darkness, that never retires,
And this one is for life that shines in you
Far from me, come closer to...
Glass mist, rhymes, winter night, Fast voices say it's getting slippery
Half eye, half human, half in place, the lights are singing their songs a lot,

This one is for the chain, that breaks time and time again,
Photogenic dreams come in, in eternal jubilation
Far from me, come closer to...

The Electrician calls, forever, a thousand years -
Magic dreams spins us, fog dance is passing away,
I am looking for the glue that binds me to you
I reach for the moon, which slowly rises
Far from me, come closer to...
I am looking for the glue that binds me to you

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