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 August 22nd was the day I was doomed,
1991 manufactured was the year that I loomed.
Into this existence, only promise was death,
Because nothing lasts forever, so there's nothingness left.
Its a short time breathing in a human body ,
So learning how to live became my new favorite hobby.
They say everybody dies, but not everyone lives,
But who are 'they' I just referenced this with ?
We base everything we speak, think, & just know,
Off of someone else's influential idea they stole.
Kids grow up impressionable because they were born naturally pure,
Then they're brainwashed by systems, government, + some more.
Phenomenal how the fable fallacies they weave,
Compel us, convince us, the corruption unseen.
By the blind, the 'norm', the mainstream majority,
A traditional culture based societal conformity.
The naivety saltens me when I happen to see it,
It hurts even worse when I believe & then be it.
Negative energy will probably be the death of us all,
True intentions revealed and all motives were raw.
Unless we finally see the atrocious destruction,
around
The world won't miss a blink once you're laid in the ground.
So lets admit sometimes we're wrong keep an open mind sincerely,
Don't worry about others, be yourself, listen dearly.
Life's a work in progress, don't stress, or regret it,
Accept yourself, know your family, be happy & just let it...
Written by Pickle
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