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everything i stand for is alien here everything i despise is rife death is glorified at every corner and trampled upon is life you're not supposed to speak but you're required to believe kindness is called weak and you're not allowed to grieve war is peace, they say ignorance is strength now i find myself cast away where lies are being fed at length i gaze, unblinking, into the abyss it gazes back, calling my name i've always felt there's something amiss with this wicked, cruel game the game i chose not to play the game that has no rules the game you can't expect to win the game so loved by fools
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Mar 10, 2022
Mar 10, 2022 at 4:52 AM UTC
the game
everything i stand for is alien here everything i despise is rife death is glorified at every corner and trampled upon is life you're not supposed to speak but you're required to believe kindness is called weak and you're not allowed to grieve war is peace, they say ignorance is strength now i find myself cast away where lies are being fed at length i gaze, unblinking, into the abyss it gazes back, calling my name i've always felt there's something amiss with this wicked, cruel game the game i chose not to play the game that has no rules the game you can't expect to win the game so loved by fools
10-iii-22 Peace on Earth
timmyshanti
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Mar 10, 2022
Mar 10, 2022 at 4:52 AM UTC
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