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Mar 2020
Can't believe what happened backstage
Everything seemed great at first
But in the end, you just wanted me in a cage
It's something you thirsted for
Now my soul is broken
And completely altered
From what it was before

I used to think I was doing something great
But I was deceived
And went to the parties
Now I can't the sounds out of my head
The sounds of children's screams
I should of listened to my intuition
But here I am
Just another slave
To the elite.
Anthony Michael James Butler
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Anthony Michael James Butler  21/M/Ontario
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