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Waiting For The Man To Lead The Way. The 6th Month Of The Year, The 8th Day
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Jun 2, 2017
Jun 2, 2017 at 6:00 PM UTC
Messiah
Vote Corbyn, Let's make him win, He's the man for the job, We don't want the Tory snob To sell off our NHS, she's not fit to negotiate any deal for Brexit, We need her to exit Number ten, She's lying again, Corbyn has planned the budget for the labour manifesto, Yet on this, May is still being slow, She says she's strong and stable, Yet we are able To see she's actually weak and wobbly, The opposite of what she claims to be, She wasn't going to call a snap election, Again she's gone in the opposite direction, Corbyn wants to make a brighter future for all, He doesn't want any of us to fall, He cares for the homeless, he wants to abolish tuition fees, This is what our country needs, He's a terrorist sympathiser I hear you say, Yet for May to sell weapons to Saudi is perfectly okay? He's explained himself and answered all questions given, He's a man who is very driven, She's Tory through and through, For the elite and few, She's all for bringing back the barbaric act, she likes to fox hunt, I, alongside many others, think she's a **** Corbyn is down to earth, a friendly man, Many say they don't think he can Run this country too well, I think I'd rather have him do his best than be in a land of Tory hell, He'll do us well, He'll do us proud, I'm a Corbyn supporter And I'll shout it loud.
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May 31, 2017
May 31, 2017 at 6:21 AM UTC
He'll do us proud
I always feel as if I'm stuck in the ******* middle In an unforgiving loop of perpetual melancholy tension Where is a hole to hide in, to die in? I realize I'm too great to let redundant ******** cause my blood to boil but I struggle to ride ride above this I'm stuck in my mind and it blows me, blows me a ******* way how my past tends to weigh me down it still holds on to me where is my firm foot in the present? why do I still feel lost? I enjoy my own company but not the company of others To feel so sick of the human race I just want to move on with my life and open my mind to new experiences New experiences, new people But I'm so sick, I'm so very ill, I'm so sick, I'm so tired, I'm so... Tired Let it cease for now, Let the tides roll in to wash my sorrows, Let my words move you Let it be that I survive, at least, until tomorrow. I want to get it out, all out Before my heart reaches the beat that takes its last skip and it'll be a rough one Oh, will it be rough Will I be able to cure this on my own? I'm going to pour portions of this infection into these words, It's not contagious It's for the ones who might find an elixir perhaps, outside the physical realm? maybe my findings are viable for someone to research to help better understand, or maybe it's injustice there is still a chance if we band together we can eliminate this but together? see that ******* contradiction? oh, how it's driving me mad I'm not even sure where I'm going with this I don't know I just don't know I do not get it myself But I'm not giving up.... No. I'm on a conquest for my solution. I want to get it out, all out Before my heart reaches the beat that takes its last skip and it'll be a rough one Oh, it will be rough. I want to get it out, all out Before my heart reaches the beat that takes its last skip and it'll be a rough one (Put a blanket over it, call it a day) Oh, it will be rough. (Give them reasons, reasons to stay)
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Apr 12, 2017
Apr 12, 2017 at 9:28 PM UTC
Inane
I always feel as if I'm stuck in the ******* middle In an unforgiving loop of perpetual melancholy tension Where is a hole to hide in, to die in? I realize I'm too great to let redundant ******** cause my blood to boil but I struggle to ride ride above this I'm stuck in my mind and it blows me, blows me a ******* way how my past tends to weigh me down it still holds on to me where is my firm foot in the present? why do I still feel lost? I enjoy my own company but not the company of others To feel so sick of the human race I just want to move on with my life and open my mind to new experiences New experiences, new people But I'm so sick, I'm so very ill, I'm so sick, I'm so tired, I'm so... Tired Let it cease for now, Let the tides roll in to wash my sorrows, Let my words move you Let it be that I survive, at least, until tomorrow. I want to get it out, all out Before my heart reaches the beat that takes its last skip and it'll be a rough one Oh, will it be rough Will I be able to cure this on my own? I'm going to pour portions of this infection into these words, It's not contagious It's for the ones who might find an elixir perhaps, outside the physical realm? maybe my findings are viable for someone to research to help better understand, or maybe it's injustice there is still a chance if we band together we can eliminate this but together? see that ******* contradiction? oh, how it's driving me mad I'm not even sure where I'm going with this I don't know I just don't know I do not get it myself But I'm not giving up.... No. I'm on a conquest for my solution. I want to get it out, all out Before my heart reaches the beat that takes its last skip and it'll be a rough one Oh, it will be rough. I want to get it out, all out Before my heart reaches the beat that takes its last skip and it'll be a rough one (Put a blanket over it, call it a day) Oh, it will be rough. (Give them reasons, reasons to stay)
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