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Oct 2016
There minds are stuck in a certain time,
Witch will never allow them to understand.
They keep uttering their venomous hatred.

You try to speak out loud,
But their words drown yours out.
They won't come to a compromise,
No matter how hard you try.

The tears you shed,
Mean nothing to them.
They are blinded,
And unable to understand the pain.

They are the fools that won't open up their windows;
There minds are closed.
There ears are reserved only for the people like them,
Never willing to listen to any other.
AD Snail
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