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Polite Conversation


I'm supposed to be polite 

Keep my thougths held together in pretty pink bows 

I'm a girl my thoughts are dimur 

But what about him? 

He too has to be polite. 

Why? 

The world is in shambles 

as we all sit and watch 

planning our parties 

and dealing our shosts 

polite conversation centered around lies 

we all have demons 

they're all just inside. 

Why not bring them out 

show them how to play 

maybe their only bad 

because they stay inside all day. 

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