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The crash

The walls are caving in
Theres nothing I can do
The support beams for my building are crumbling
I feel like my progress is for nothing
They said it would get better
But all I could think of cigerrate smoke lingering around
My building is soon to fall
I wish I could just knock it down myself
Were the architects wrong about these innovations
I feel like it just made it worse
My building is falling and nobody cares
Written by gray_child (gray_the_great)
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