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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Every beginning must have an end And to every ending a beginning again As we blithely go through life, never knowing Racing against a clock that is never slowing Wake to another day, everything out of focus Spend all your money till you die Sick of being sick, tired of being tired Used all my strength trying to be strong All of this just to keep going on? I can see a storm bubbling up from the sea Coming closer with every passing day Stranded, hopelessly a drift in a land of waste, stupidity, ignorance For the masses it is easier to plead the fifth I don’t want to believe that life is only filled with misery But I can’t turn my head away from the everyday tragedies I would sooner die knowing the brutal truth of reality than, plead the fifth because an ignorant life provides more bliss The cuts we inflict on the world fester and ooze like open sores, scars cover the plateaus The smell of morals rotting under the weight of apathy The deafening thunder of hypocrisy… I mean democracy It’s killing me, poisoning the best of me On the inside the darkest reaches of my soul are riddled with self doubt I call out for help only to have my cries fall on deaf ears and mute mouths My finger on the trigger No solution…determination turned into humiliation, incarceration, no substation, only drug infusion, Leading to one certain conclusion; once and for all end this vicious circle of what I once called life I’ll finish what I never was given the chance to start because everything just kept falling apart Pull the trigger and free my soul… …When the-bell tolls
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