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It’s brutal world That we live in We elect brutal men, We believe the media And the lies they’re promoting, Our societies are the rat race And we can decide to opt out And decide not to play, Cut your attachment to the TV Which is their means of control, Stop buying into the belief…
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You are you You’re in control, Your problems That plague you Are the ones you choose, To tolerate and accept But these problems You can reject, It’s your life so create A less problematic state.
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Should we care about what we say Of course we should, it’s not ok, To shout and posit offensive views Or abusive and hurtful words that are untrue.
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We think we have time In our deluded minds Truth is the clock is ticking The end it quickens, Then next thing that you know It’s the end.
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Pain just lately is my friend I guess it’s down to aging in the end, This old body has had it hard It’s done so much and been so far, But there’s still much to do So I have to hope to struggle through, But who knows, I don’t and that’s the truth, So I…
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Bright lights of the city They dazzle me at night, The steam from the pavement grills Create an eerie sight, I hear the hum of neon signs flashing And the sounds of clattering, As rats and cats run around Each other battling, In the big city shadows Down the myriad of alleyways, And on the…
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Live every day Like you’re a legend, Be caring and kind And let that have no ending, All of us can cross that line From doing the norm, To going that extra mile To helping others And not just ourselves, It only requires love It doesn’t require wealth, And we can all do more To…
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I have feelings that are controlling And problems beyond solving, And yet the world it keeps on revolving No matter the wounds keep on evolving, And the pain within, no one is absolving So I suffer, but I find that it is devolving, Downwards to others like a beast that is trolling.
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She saw him as so enticing And so very inviting, How could she resist But somehow she did, And felt better for it.
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To allow technology and robots to create Perfect literature and music takes away, The passion and emotional within it Just words constructed from a spectrum unlimited, To me it is so wrong and will surly lead To the further decline of humanity, And it’s worth, or its need and spirals us downwards into in-consequentiality, For…
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