One by one they come marching in,
Invading private property,
Trespassing in foreign land,
They strut around the place as if they Owned it for years,
And event though I begged to them to stay away,
And I pleaded for them to get out,
More came piling in,
One by one,
Slowly polluting the land,
Slowly killing it,
Slowly killing me,
Slowly killing my mind,
And as the thoughts came marching in,
They looked around and smiled,
"I like the damage we've done",
And that's when I knew,
I was fighting a battle I was destined to loose.
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PoetryTrying so hard to explain the pain. Also ALL these quotes are from MY MIND, because this is how I FEEL!
