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The longest Rain

::

AMERIKKKA !!

We once thought that we were FREE !

)(

Pure waters !

Now (?)

Only puddles left on the streets of poverty

And the empty nullity of our dead dreams

•


She goes out the door

And takes her ***** for a Walk

Hoping to find someone or something

To cram up it

That is not too humiliating

••

She unbuttons the top few buttons of

Her shirt

And let's a little *** be seen

••

and dreams of the wine bottle

That she loves

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I miss the time when you might say


SHE LIVES !

But that was so very long ago

;:;

Puddles

Reflect sorry memories

::

Now

It's just her and her *****

On the concrete day

...

Just say

I LOVE YOU

And there it is !!

Another dead and deadly manifestation

Of the truth we cannot face

)(

You can change if you want

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