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The Bad Things


Angry hands in the air

Surrounding HATE 

and unsupervised bait

Beauty and Young forever 

society has enclosed us into a prison

You must surrender

You must wait

why can't they wait?

You swear and you scream

too hard to breathe

You choke with the darkness

Diminish with the rest of it

In denial, so typical

Humaity so infected

So unnaturally natural

Beautiful but unexpected 

But that's the secret!

The Solution to all

Simpifly and don't stress

It's your new fall

The bad makes it better 

And tomorrow, it comes together 

 

 

 

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