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Feb 2016
Flying up above
Looking down below
All I can see is a war torn world
A man made product
A group of beings who make up excuses for inhumane conduct
Lies conjured specifically to make others suffer
Those who differ from another
“Be the same or don’t be”
That’s the motto we live by
Or at least that’s how it seems
Hearts once pure now blackened with greed
Hearts belonging to those in charge
Oh how they spew lies
Democracy and freedom for all
Perhaps the biggest lie of all
Kyle Janisch
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Kyle Janisch  27/M
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