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( ALL the governments are killing their own people )


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LOVE is love

*** ADDICTION is *** addiction

( no matter how many stupid and trite poems are written

Trying to pretend that ones life is REAL )

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Child song the rain

The tenement prison sheds it's police men

Onto the streets

( the poor must know their PLACE )

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We choose to
Hide

Within the meaningless traces of pretend love

Of scorn filled  body pumping and dumping

And filling and spilling

As truth fades and we waddle by

Fat and ugly and Enchained

By false emotions and endless fear

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WHY (?)

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Our words!

Our poems !


The chattering of Unevolved monkeys !

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We lie so helplessly

We know nothing !

;;;

It's all so simple now

The only way it gets simpler

Is if you're dead


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