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Post edited 6:04 am – November 28, 2009 by Last.Breath
Curses, fightings, unreadable Writings
On the walls of life, it's kinda biting
To see the people running in circles
Can't find a way, still creating obstacles
For each other to fall, it's all inglorious
What seems sincere is deeply malicious
Hatred, violence, unlearned malevolence
They're all justifiable when the judge is aberrance
Rule 1 for the powerful: Chase your welfare
Get rid of honesty, love and care
Rule 2 for fools: Try to handicap not to survive
It's not important to die when no one's alive
Glory is shame when the means are shameful
Kill or be killed, you can't be ruthful
A mad world is what it turned to be
No gain for the idealist as I can see
Despite all this, I'll always be
A loser for them, A champion for me
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