idiocyA Poem by SANDScynical
There you go my little friend,
My aim is not to pretend I will show you skies and falls All the pain in human flaws built to learn, and learned to build for self-destruction with no guilt Animators draw in pink with idiots blood as ink Caging them in front of "box" letting ignorance fill the stocks Take this eye and trust you'll see One way out is but to flee!
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