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The Crudeness of Reality


Bully, Racism, Nothing New.

Kids going hungry, Not that it matters to you.

 

Everyday you look, But don't see

All what life's really cracked up to be.

 

Blood, Death, Smell it in the air?

Peace and War, What a pair.

 

Love, Lost, Parts of Life.

Just another thing that gives us strife

 

Drugs, Temptation, Crime at it's high.

A cheating husband, Here comes another lie.

 

Death, With its finality.

The crudeness of reality.

 
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