We are alive but set to overdrive,
This world is a hive that survives off of deprived lives,
This world thrives when people strive to stay alive.
These fat cats connive and send us on a nosedive,
To an end where no one can be revived.
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Personal Poem List
PoetryThis will be where I write my poems from here on out. I do not have a specific agenda for releasing them, nor do I intend to publish them. This is just a document where I can place my thoughts down in the art of poetry. All of this is original work...
