Suppressed by the enforcer,
Blinded by lies.
No more wings for the young,
No good will rise.
Ignore the plague,
Feed the snake.
Tear the feathers,
Never wake.
They do as they please,
They're all but fake.
The birds now die,
And it all begins to break.














Comments
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Sometimes life is like a pair of pants; there are always some stains that can't be washed away.
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"One Love Peace!"
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Can you absolutely swear that you wear completely unemotional when faced with the death of someone close to you.
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