15 September, 2009

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Anonymous

-the wasteland of
wasted lives
-dreamers dreamed
while schemers tried
-tempered tantrums
and useless tools
So.!
-speak to me.
with words
i will hear
-no philosophy,
no bullshit
make it clear
-fix me,
or vex me
or trek in my print
-scammer.
i”m tired
I don”t give a shit
-walk your own path
just leave mine alone
-as we walk
we make the world
our home

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