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Tent city.

Tent city. Do you see? Do you? Do you? Do you care? gaze into the future, fear the past, walk on by without even batting an eye, nose raised high, only the high and mighty can sniff the sky, are you immune to the razors edge, wiping the blood away, as lost souls watch with contempt, humanity slowly dies, sorrows everywhere, laying on curbsides filled with pity, full of puke, gutters flowing in memories no one cares for, never to be treasured or kept close to the heart, not even to be carelessly cast one side, for whooo really cares, its just frozen tears, for who wants the lonliness,despair,hurt, the anger, our hearts are full of unbridled happiness, we need no more, burdens, we have enough, we know, that those that walk this earth alone, have no beauty, no song, just fear of life long gone, hell passing by, give me a nickel, a penny, a dime, better yet, give me your time, an hello, a goodbye, an handshake, a tear, a view of the sky, tell me its ok, tell me its ok, even if you have to lie!
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rocky-loder
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Feb 4, 2012
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