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The Placebo Affect Pt 2

Making you re-peat everything over and over again Just a broken record Feel like the real deal mental patient Because you have no patcients Do you want my autogragh? Would others just feel intimidated If they were to posses such power in insightful thinking? Or would they not give two cents? Are you just going to be living proof that were just all guine pigs? Till the day you die This is just all a practice test A biomechanical experiment Please take a complimentary mint Just enough to distract you So you don't ask any questions Because there's no anwsers Just all air Nothing will always be something Embedded into every cell That have been manipulated Get the latest vaccine Than lets all go to McDonalds Children are dying every day Are they still innocent? Or just lost souls? Because they never learn't their lesson(s) in their last life Just wait till the men in black kidnap you You'll be the first human to see what really goes on behind closed doors Ghosts, UFO's, microchips, human experimentation, conspiracy theories, war and religion We as humans are predestioned Programed to complete certain tasks To get to the level were the governments satisfied with your workings You drive a car to work Than go to work to pay for your car We all recieve metal and paper Brainwashed into thinking thats the only pro-ogrative Moneys evil Just causes caious If you pocess a dollar bill and cut it in half Its just wortheless Than you get to a certain age And your suppost to retire Your expected to reases your life To have accompliced everything on your bucket list But in reality its all just a fat white lie Hidden in a secret disguise

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Date: 10/27/2014 5:43:00 PM
Read part 1 and part two, some interesting staements in both, a lot of anger in these two poems held together with the thread of despair yet woven into a coat whose pockets contain coins of truth
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