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Dec 2019
As I think of this world
That includes the people I do not adore
I second guess myself
And if my surroundings are enough
I look to the right of me
And see displeasure in the wannabes
Then look to the left
To recognize the ones with no depth
Truth is I don’t know anything
But this feeling of company is way to uneasy
So I structure my soul to distance itself
From people and their drawn attention to chaos
They call me emotionless and unfree
But it’s way more logical to be an absentee
And disregard the scattered pieces of my breaking heart
From the boundless interaction of humanity’s scars
Written by
     Patrick, Mandalina, SPT and ---
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