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Nov 2014
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the danse macabre !

The winds of chance blow o'er

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We

We can

We can still

We can still do

........ do WHAT ?
                                   Exactly?



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I'm starting to enjoy the vision of the youth of the world

Curled up together in one giant pool of blood

Admiring each other's scars

Beneath the drooling faces of

The paedophiles

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That's where they belong !

( where they want to be )

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So who am I too judge ?

Though I remember a time that I cared

Some utopian yesterday

Before we the adults

Decided to be corporate slaves

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Yeah

Really

Youth and Age are still the same

Debased disgusting humanity

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That's where we belong !

Seems that's what we want to be

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Thru the ghoulish streets

Of ***** words and imagery



Without the mystic dream

Of unity and pure escape

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**** faced fools and oligarchs

And he and she

And you and me

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We hate each other profoundly

We hate each other and call it love
Written by
jeffrey robin
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