*A world we found naturally beautiful and green
We've painted a variety of taunting colours
So that its bloated with colors to the brim
And there's barely any green to see, alas!
We found the world ****** raw and pure
Peacefully enjoying and willing to share
***** and infected her with ails we can't cure
And in return world stopped to care
Now we fight each other everyday that goes by
We build neat roads and she sends quakes
To reveal truth hidden beneath the roofs of our lies
She kills the flowers of our hypocrisy by storms and by flakes
We exist at crossroads and all we do is feign remorse
We nail the world, only to find ourselves on that very cross*
Sep 23, 2015
Sep 23, 2015 at 2:09 AM UTC
*A world we found naturally beautiful and green
We've painted a variety of taunting colours
So that its bloated with colors to the brim
And there's barely any green to see, alas!
We found the world ****** raw and pure
Peacefully enjoying and willing to share
***** and infected her with ails we can't cure
And in return world stopped to care
Now we fight each other everyday that goes by
We build neat roads and she sends quakes
To reveal truth hidden beneath the roofs of our lies
She kills the flowers of our hypocrisy by storms and by flakes
We exist at crossroads and all we do is feign remorse
We nail the world, only to find ourselves on that very cross*
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