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This scared poor child with nothing to his name not even a few dreams his stomach rumbles as his mind tumbles even the hands of time keep passing him by so when it comes to a future he is afraid of the present, leaving him behind. Life, has failed him society molesting his innocence polluting it with filter of ignorance draining him of his faith for humankind a species that is more a parasite than it is fair he is living but he doesn’t feel alive inside his heart replaced by a deep hole in his mind His heavy eyes lie, absent of a reply, he faces this cruel world alone smoking a joint he gets high as he wonders to himself, Why?
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Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 3:27 PM UTC
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This scared poor child with nothing to his name not even a few dreams his stomach rumbles as his mind tumbles even the hands of time keep passing him by so when it comes to a future he is afraid of the present, leaving him behind. Life, has failed him society molesting his innocence polluting it with filter of ignorance draining him of his faith for humankind a species that is more a parasite than it is fair he is living but he doesn’t feel alive inside his heart replaced by a deep hole in his mind His heavy eyes lie, absent of a reply, he faces this cruel world alone smoking a joint he gets high as he wonders to himself, Why?
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Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 3:27 PM UTC
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