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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Other · #1166090
There's a swearword in the beginning, but other than that it's fine.
To get back into the bullshit,
they say that you need a car.
And if you want to be uncomfortable,
you need not go too far.

We walk away,
so we can change,
A change in pace,
a new place to stay.
Wandering just around the bend,
everybody knows its time to go again.

You've got to be rich to die.
Well, I wanna get rich quick.
We only live cause we're alive.
Because we're born into this shit.
You want to see my pain?
You show me yours.
I've got nothing but time on my hands.

You can't take unless you're giving,
in this world of obcene cynics.
Come unload your heavy burdon,
time to get what you're deserving.

Life is cake,
every single day.
Whats it take,
to stake a claim?
One more person I try to call "friend",
while waiting on the passing trend.

And we always strive,
so that we can exist.
You see whats mine,
yet you don't seem to flinch.
You have seen my pain,
now let me see yours.
I've got nothing but time on my hands.

You know that you can cry,
and that tears can be fixed.
Rest yourself, you'll be fine.
After pain will come bliss.
Now you hold my pain,
and in turn I hold yours.
I've got nothing but time on my hands.
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