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Jul 2017
It's a shark tank
Out here
No one really seems
To feel anymore
People looking to clown
Or something to down
That isn't really
In their heart
But in their glass
And we shatter
How much longer
Can a generation suffer
First there was online dating
Then online break ups
Now we turn this
Into a game
Swiping
People's faces
No, no, yes, yes
Like a bunch of
Shallow, fake
Faithless, fakers
We paint up our faces
Then hide inside weakness
The Jolteon
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The Jolteon
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