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Feb 2014
My mask of a thousand years shows no emotion
For this world
For each grain of its being
Holds a story for our future
Each line, crease and fold bares heavy
In my heart

And the world continues its turn
What horrors have I unleashed
7 billion souls
Hungry
Wanting
Crying for a better hope

And still they prey
It is this waste that enrages me into action
I gave them life and all they do is
Fight it
Steal it
Shame it
All to anger me
Rage me into the monster I so rarely wishΒ Β 

The time has come for the mask to fall
This place needs me
My world is broken
And I am ashamed
Look at me and worry
For the future is here and
The story is written
andy fardell
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andy fardell
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