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The invisible man watching as you Produce, consume, intake all of this vice The lies, mind boggling stories untrue But boring, these things are life's spice Why, the man must ask, unseen and ignored Why does life need stimulations as these To them, to thee, transmuted water poured Allowing the moment and time to freeze Bitter, angst and oppression of rights wrong Sweet, the tantalizing succor of thee By the time the evil shown in the throng It's too late, of your freedom you be free A joy, a friend that's all but it seems Is a silent ****** of all your dreams
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Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 3:30 PM UTC
The Invisible Man
The invisible man watching as you Produce, consume, intake all of this vice The lies, mind boggling stories untrue But boring, these things are life's spice Why, the man must ask, unseen and ignored Why does life need stimulations as these To them, to thee, transmuted water poured Allowing the moment and time to freeze Bitter, angst and oppression of rights wrong Sweet, the tantalizing succor of thee By the time the evil shown in the throng It's too late, of your freedom you be free A joy, a friend that's all but it seems Is a silent ****** of all your dreams
KaneCE
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Nov 23, 2014
Nov 23, 2014 at 3:30 PM UTC
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