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Nov 2014
What have we become, oh humans
Hands made for breaking things without touching them
We drown in our temptations
Without a moments hesitation

Take a look around, what do you see?
Fake smiles straining from hypocrisy
Consume and devour
Take what isn’t ours

Penalize, glamorize
Recognize all the lies
Such a waste, big disgrace
**Why am I in this place?
Lucid
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Lucid
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