chapter ten

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The crashing waves of the seashore,
The whispers of the wind.
The voices in my head
Are really starting to dig in.
The sweet rain starts to poor,
I hear the pleading cries of the poor.
"Why will you not help us?
Lead us to salvation
Are you really going to let us die of starvation? "
What's happened to society?
Children are being treated like shit
Teenagers are stealing just to get that little hit.
This generation is fucked.
I guess we're out of luck.
All hope is gone
For all you optimists are wrong.
There is no saviour,
There is no "god"
See, I think that's where society went wrong.
We rely on someone who doesn't exist.
I mean really there's a "god"?
And the rain is his piss?
Wake up people!
This is all bullshit.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 06, 2015 ⏰

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