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Down to the River

Outskirts of    Town

Poisoned       waters

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We love
                       We live

We die here       in shame
Ignoring the       Crying

Hurtin others to **** our own       Pain

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Sing your songs of freedom

They don't mean   a thing

Tell him or her you     Love Them


And make of them      a slave

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Praise your Doom

Forget the grace

Forget you're  a sacred human being

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Does it really matter

To anyone but me ?

Does it really matter

To anyone but me  ?
Written by
jeffrey robin
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