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Aug 2017
the amount of time, money, and effort you're putting into this is stupid
don't act like you care about us all
you're just full grown men
who can't stand to not be in control

dictating other people's lives
deciding others rights and wrongs
claiming to be the strong arm
of our long lost God

but you're not
maybe you don't know
but i think you do
you're just using the idea
to incite fear inside few

your days are clearly numbered
waves of thunderstorms
have you torn asunder

you're in your last throws
go ahead silence me, it won't be over
I'm just one pawn in the plot
when gone, the Lord'll make more

and more fiery than before
I'll reincarnate in a new form
you may get parlayed for a time
but find that pulled greys grow back in fours.
Concoxide
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