NOTHING CARES FOR ME;
BURNING PLASTICS ALL OVER THE WORLD---
WITH NO ONE PUT AGAINST A WORD.
USING ALL SORTS OF MODERN COMFORTS,
YOU ARE DEPLETING MY BEAUTY*
NO TREES, NO LAKES, NO RAINS---
THE SEA ROARS, THE SKY CRIES ;
NO ONE CAN CALM ME DOWN
WHEN IT'S ALL OVER THE CROWN.
YOU STILL HAVE TIME TO STOP,
WHEN YOU DON'T WANT TO CLAIM THE TOP.
USE YOUR KNOWLEDGE IN CONSERVING ME;
DON'T EVER USE IT TO RUIN ME..........
May 13, 2017
May 13, 2017 at 6:25 AM UTC
NOTHING CARES FOR ME;
BURNING PLASTICS ALL OVER THE WORLD---
WITH NO ONE PUT AGAINST A WORD.
USING ALL SORTS OF MODERN COMFORTS,
YOU ARE DEPLETING MY BEAUTY*
NO TREES, NO LAKES, NO RAINS---
THE SEA ROARS, THE SKY CRIES ;
NO ONE CAN CALM ME DOWN
WHEN IT'S ALL OVER THE CROWN.
YOU STILL HAVE TIME TO STOP,
WHEN YOU DON'T WANT TO CLAIM THE TOP.
USE YOUR KNOWLEDGE IN CONSERVING ME;
DON'T EVER USE IT TO RUIN ME..........
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