Snicker to myself, I laugh, At the side show humanity. Emotional stares of passers by, The home of Grave City. Yawning, taunting, flaunting! Crying for pity Prisoners of freedoms bondage they look. They look, but cannot see. You build a world, tear it apart. Realize your destiny. Mankind heads on down the road, The road to Grave City. The trenchcoat of oppression, It screams, to leave them death. Cigarette butts on pavement dreams, Strangles out their breath. Their eyes avail the pain of ignorance, No knowledge to reveal. Six feet deep here I lie, My secrets they are concealed! https://youtube/watch?v=Ib7qN-0DFGw&index=2&list=PLq5rUOupeE_CcvSGzCukqigNjKw4Y7rys
Posted on: Tue, 07 Oct 2014 07:52:04 +0000
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