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Searching For Truth

we are but pauns in a battle useless to know or want to know the perfect irony would be the people from the titanic dieing for the show. Americans we are in the dark ignorant to the world and everything around it. We beleive the bits of facts and lies that idiots throw in the pit. Its gotton to the point to where I can't weed the truth from lies. For it seems every story has behind it an ugly disguise. Behind every consperiacy theres a politician standing in front of the truth. So now I wald around listening to the whole world in mute. I'm standing lost in a web of lies traped in the slow motion of deception. Till the time I find the truth I'll live this life withut exeption.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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