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Cliche

I want to write some cliche shit
About how I feel,
Because no matter how cliche; the pain is real
So here it goes I suppose....
I'm a rotten person
We're all rotten people
We're all filled with evil
I am crushed
I am dust
Unfortunately, no more us
All alone, inside our heads
Who knows if we're still thinking when we're dead
We know it all; at least we think
But we know nothing, nothing, nothing
Thinking things like
Love is real, I need money, need a car, need food so we won't starve
All in or mind, all in our heads
Be thankful we have fucking brains or
We'd all be dead instead of getting AIDs
Written by maria (IRK)
Published | Edited 15th May 2014
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