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1d
They think it's love, until the lust fades,
thing it's good, until the looks fade,
Think it's smart, until it hurts,
Think it's broke, until it works.

Don't begrudge children where they were born.
They don't make em the same anymore.
The curse of the new slave, wrapped around their mind,
loyal to the poison that degenerates their mind.
About: How many parents fail to pass on wisdom to their children, instead opting to let them 'do what they want' and learn for themselves excessively, and the resulting egotism and self destruction this can lead to.
Written by
Aaron Beedle  32/M/England
(32/M/England)   
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