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Mindless Sheep

I can't eat but I can drink
I can cry but I can't think
I want to die, but my luck stinks
I once tried, but I hit a kink
Now I can't, I've gone too deep
Too much commitment, so I weep
And long for when I reach eternal sleep
Until then I'll be a mindless sheep
Producing my wool for others to keep
Judged by my surface, although I'm deep
Life is hard, but drugs are cheap
If you're acquainted with the right creep
Written by YoungShy
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