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The piper comes for role modelless

He inhaled his addiction thinking my children wont follow my pathway
He failed his mission his son in school made a hollow clay ash tray
She e mailed restrictions left her checks on her birthday
Daughter swelled with conviction got pregnant on her first date

Consumed with the pursuit of material acquisitions
Doomed to leave our youth in undesirable positions
They assume kids will follow rules led by contradictions
Then resume subconscious abuse with parental indiscretions

We must cover the ears of our innocent
The piper is near with his instrument.


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  1. Date: 7/9/2012 4:34:00 PM

    so true,we grow our kids but if we just leave them to the piper they just might throw their lives away,great write Shantez