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Sep 2015
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There's is no feeling
Worth expressing.
No reality
Worth addressing.
With all the thoughts
That I'm repressing,
The future
Is just depressing.
This world that
leaves me stressed,
Is just a
*******
Popularity contest.
No future.
mrmonst3r
Written by
mrmonst3r
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