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Society
Appalled by the thoughts of the miserable society we live in.
The hopeless youth that roam the streets in the depths of the night, breaking bottles on the sidewalk and cursing with such fervor.
When did it get to this, I'm ashamed when I see girls wearing skirts as short as the lives of their aborted babies. They have nothing to left to hide.
The broken society that we live in has no standards set for the generation following and a recurrence of broken homes and half lived lives will be upon us.
The hopeless youth that roam the streets in the depths of the night, breaking bottles on the sidewalk and cursing with such fervor.
When did it get to this, I'm ashamed when I see girls wearing skirts as short as the lives of their aborted babies. They have nothing to left to hide.
The broken society that we live in has no standards set for the generation following and a recurrence of broken homes and half lived lives will be upon us.
Published 8th Jul 2015
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