What a world.
There is no between.
What a world.
No one is to be seen.
What a world.
Why is everyone so mean?
What a world.
Is there anything clean?
What a world.
No one cares.
What a world.
We run on greed.
What a world.
Our backs turn,
Our promises break.
What a beautiful world.
We kill for security,
Thrive on fear,
Defeat for money,
And cry,
For ourselves.
Our World.
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I Can't Fake It
Poesie• Cover by: @riyuskki • A spam book, essentially, of poems. On the last day of seeing my friend of three years he told me: "Keep writing. You have a talent for it and I can tell you get something from it." So today, I present to you the contents of...
