a poem whose name idk

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Whats about this catastrophe
This total lack of empathy
This time where all you do is criticized
Even if your heart is pure
Why must we endure
These constant immature
Lies we tell ourselves
Places where we go when we are broken
Desecrated by the blood of our foes

It's all building up
Our lies, our ties
To the lives
Of those who rise
And have been cut down to size
By those enemies in disguise

Bones and ash,
It's all we've got left
This awful time to be alive
In a place where we can't realize
But yet we idealize
And idolize
Those who can't see the lies

Bones and all,
Devour me whole
Let me transform
Into the phoenix
I was always meant to be

It's time they understand
And time they accept
That the world isn't theirs anymore
It belongs to us all

I'm sick of the hatred
And all the copious lies and fear
Let's love each other
While we are all still here

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