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"symptomn" poems
His name was poverty he's the symptomn of a system that bleeds greed The rich exploit the young, the poor, so they may feast off the backs of children Bodies of those lost to the system pile up underneath them Never shedding a tear for those lost to the streets laying in cold dirt beds with grass sheets
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Apr 8, 2017
Apr 8, 2017 at 1:56 PM UTC
Ocean-Fires
Poverty
His name was poverty he's the symptomn of a system that bleeds greed The rich exploit the young, the poor, so they may feast off the backs of children Bodies of those lost to the system pile up underneath them Never shedding a tear for those lost to the streets laying in cold dirt beds with grass sheets
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