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Polluted
I confess… This city is the reason why cancer exists I tend to build buildings too high And you burn too much coal, Thinking every room needs to be warm So I confess… My lungs are beginning to feel the toll I feel trapped And you have hidden every key possible Believing that I won’t be able to see deceit through smoke I know rain isn’t supposed to feel like this But we are the reason it has no regard for preservation; Our skin isn’t supposed to burn like this We along with this city will dissolve into each other The ground isn’t supposed to shake like this Maybe we will fall through the cracks I confess… We will disappear as the sun did years ago I am simply waiting And you, you have been hiding beneath ignorance Hoping that we will have a place to go after all of this is done So I confess… I stopped planning for the future the day the sun refused to come back I forgot how to love as soon as the color of the leaves began to turn in summer I knew my mind became infected the day the water became contaminated I confess… This isn’t the first time that I have damned a city
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