fauxcroft
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Absorbed in our own story Creating numerous illusions, We have to keep in mind That we are not who we say we are But how we act, Are we telling ourselves the truth Or are we just delusional, Are we simply kidding ourselves With comforting ourselves with white lies. Are we honest with ourselves enough…
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I often need an escape for this reality, I tune into learn lessons but it depresses me, Left and right and all that stuff simply annoys me, People with inflated egos all lying to me And religions are no better with disputes over belief, I’d prefers to live in a world where all original thought…
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You won’t find answers in violence You will only find answers in peace You won’t find respect in violence Just loss of your integrity No you won’t find love in the violence You will only find bitterness and pain I said you won’t find achievement in using violence Through using some one else to blame…
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I wonder what would happen If the rich became poor Would there be food banks anymore Would they accept being downtrodden And oppressed Or would they scream and share about the unfairness I just would like to them walk in our shoes Just see how they would act and what they would do Denied of…
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Public services in the UK stretched and pushed to the limits in every way and definitely underpaid, except for MP’S who see 11% rise in pay and while cops are fighting terror on the streets each day, while nurses and doctors are having to treat people from terror and large scale emergency events, the rise…
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we live in a world of too much plastic crap that can’t be recycled and that shops don’t take back, it does not rot down, and is a curse of the Earth and every year it keeps getting worse. When i was a kid there wasn’t much of it about so do we really need…
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She was like a magnet to the wrong kind of guys, she attracted the worse sometimes, they treated her badly yet she came back for more, the worse they seem to treat her she seemed to love them more and i couldn’t understand why she acted this way, she was beautiful, intelligent in every way,…
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I see poetry as a mouthpiece A mouthpiece of the soul, To send and spread a message That needs to be told, I bare myself and open my heart And become vulnerable, To all those who don’t agree with me But I’ve learnt as I got old, That not everyone ever Is going to agree…
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