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I'd champion peace But it's too easily broken Love? By definition, ideal... Oxytocin, that's real Good and Evil? False reprieval Morals are pandemic deceit Warped belief that apart from particles Humanity matters Our fathers vomited fact for sweet self-preservation Stitching saviours from Bygones of creation In the end, I am my own I will trod this path alone Hollow to the bone Until I decompose. The truth? I simply live For fear of death.
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Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 1:17 PM UTC
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I'd champion peace But it's too easily broken Love? By definition, ideal... Oxytocin, that's real Good and Evil? False reprieval Morals are pandemic deceit Warped belief that apart from particles Humanity matters Our fathers vomited fact for sweet self-preservation Stitching saviours from Bygones of creation In the end, I am my own I will trod this path alone Hollow to the bone Until I decompose. The truth? I simply live For fear of death.
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Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 1:17 PM UTC
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