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Pandora's Box


Today is all electricity Publicity Animosity It will never end, My friend.   It’s all a big game We play to stay alive It’s kill or be killed in this Mixed up crazy place we call Home.   But for all those perfect families That have fun Play in the sun Never run From their troubles, cause there’s none No such thing   Now to my world In which I live I wear a mask Please don’t ask It’s such.. a… simple task for me It doesn’t come off Till I’m home All alone Cause it gets ugly All the hate And discrimination Lets its self out… Of Pandora’s box
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