MoneyA Poem by peacewillconquer
Minds blank
They just keep turning this invisible life crank But they're scared and don't wanna be taken down by "low-life" drug addicts In small washed up towns This s**t isn't even reality you're only seeing the s**t they want you to see MONEY we have our own kind of activation Something they'd rather not partake in They got MONEY BLOODY Murderous rage on every page What do you think creates this craze? MONEY What if this is all a game We're robots oh what a shame We're supposed to be the same... © 2015 peacewillconquer |
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Added on September 29, 2015 Last Updated on September 29, 2015 Author
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