Pitch Black
Surrounded by pitch black
hoping the monster won’t come back
I hear its names society
It stops many lives entirely
This beast so corrupt
Causing people to deconstruct
I guess the world is just out of luck
Because society has struck
Everyone's world seems to fall apart
And now they're just left with a broken heart
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