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Jan 2013
My faith in us has fell away
A world we lie this
Wasted way

All want
Pure greed
A fatal hack
Gone the day's we loved
That's that

Gone the day's of friendly hugs
Gone the time of love
Life's rough
Gone the times we help
Each other
Times of sadness
Be the hour

Words of power mean so
Little
Morsels eat us
Fed the greed
Leaders rule the say's and how
Sheep we follow
Black ones out

Does this make me
Wrong ??
To challenge words
To take them on
To speak this verse
No doubt the cast for me is out
Gone the day's  
The word is out
andy fardell
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andy fardell
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