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Boy

                                               (  Rifle in his hand)

On DA
SIDE  A DA ROAD !              

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( yeah yeah !!  )

It's YOUR future!
                          Best you

                                              SING ALONG !!

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In the punk high school where the hounds of culture
Lurk and ****

And play with your fears
And your emotions
            
And

Call you to LOVE !

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( by "love" we mean to "****" )

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And so we **** on cue
( On demand )

We tear eachother to pieces
Like we are 3d world countries being ***** by USA protected international
(Read  --  law and tax-free) corporations

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We **** and harm eachother to the point of
Suicidal eruptions of pain and remorse
&
Utterly terrorizing disintegration
Of
Character and self descriptiveness
But!

Addicted little demons
We

GO ON  !

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We puke upon eachother and spew it ALL

out unto Hello Poetry!

Where we praise the "sensitivity"
Of our suffering
Demented enslaved state

Of individualized mental illness

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( another form of our programmed self - abuse )

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I turn on the computer screen

Where filthy puke agony drips forth
&
I shut my heart down to protect myself from
Your
( actually insensitive )
Lies

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And wonder why you let yourself become
So stupid so young

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Compassion is strength

I try to live

I pray someday you'll really LOVE

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Don't you see  

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Boy
                      Rifle in hand

By da side a da road?

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Is it you?

Or
Are you gonna be the one he guns down?

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You being brain washed into being either!

Mindlessly numb