feelings
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Warheads being dropped All around the globe, In many different wars And what’s the fucking cause, Territory, wealth and power Those who have it want control, So they use their fucking warheads Because they don’t have any souls, The killing of the innocent Regardless of colour,faith or class, And in their sanctums of destruction All…
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People see age as the age of decline You lose strength in power and mind, That somehow you should resign Yourself to see you’re running out of time, That all your energy is dissipating That, thoughts are harder, it’s so frustrating, These generalities are so nauseating, Wisdom comes with time you see And we learn…
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Have you tried to celebrate the celibate And restrain your natural urges, It takes strength and it takes power To take control over mind and body It’s a chance to cleanse and purify, Not for a short time but for a while, To fight off thoughts that urge you on Not the sex or desire…
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Life is about existence, Suffering is a choice Don’t be silent use your voice, Life’s about growing So don’t stagnate, Share all your love And reject all hate.
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You want peace You want love, We need to rid Ourselves of arms, The only arms we need Are those that hug And don’t do harm.
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I am so tired and sick of your wars You weapon making death whores, Praying on the lives of the innocent Ripping out the hearts of those who are decent, I don’t want your arms trade creating death You mother fuckers do this just for wealth, You don’t care for anyone it’s just about money…
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So why are we still waiting For existence to transcend, To merge as one and not divide To eradicate hate and war from life.
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Childhood is often viewed as a time of innocence, where the world is seen through a lens of curiosity and acceptance. Children, unburdened by societal biases and preconceived notions, embrace diversity in its myriad forms, forging friendships with a simplicity that adults often envy. However, as we transition into adulthood, this nonjudgmental perspective can give…
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Kids at play Have fun each day, Regardless of difference With those with whom they play, There’s no judgement There’s no division seen, When does this change It’s so wrong and obscene, That such purity can be corrupted And replaced with hate And the fun dissipates, And the innocence vanishes in the mist Of time…
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Bosses take everything, The workers Barely surviving, Bosses getting the perks While treating workers like dirt, It always workers losing jobs first The bosses somehow avert, The consequences of not doing well, The workers see their workplace as a cell And each day can feel like a living hell.
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