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Need to Runaway : A Poem
What is our world made from?
Consisted with too many lies
Knitted tightly around our souls
Prohibiting us to reach what we need
Disgusting sweet words
Covering the honesty
Fat rats getting lazy
Ruling this world with their filthy ways
I assuming God had put their brain in their knees
Or is it in their butts?
Because it surely full of craps
Gave me nausea
Made me feel like I am living inside junkyard
I really need to runaway!