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Aug 2020
Magic mirror on the wall...
Who's the fairest of them all?

SHOOOOOOVE

HOLD UP.  **** THAT.  MY TURN.

Mirror mirror on the wall,
Get your *** comfy,
For I've got questions,
And you'll answer them all.

When the **** did a heart become weak?
Why was it made fragile?
Why breaking it, is it something people seek?

When did hope, of the good deep within,
Become a joke,
To hide angers sin?

Why the ****, can't people agree?
First we need love,
To let hate finally be?

And when did we suddenly,
Become such self centered *****?
Everyone depressed,
Moaning about they're selfish heart clots?

When did we become,
5 second helpers.
Click, "I donated!"
"Back to my own ugly shelter!"

And mirror oh mirror,
I could go, oh so long.
But hide your *** now.
For truth is buried with a gun.
Rob K
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