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Economy, industry, smog, and strife. No one knows what there is to real life. Corprate suit, business man, running running as fast as you can. Never coming to the poor man's aid. You'd kill your neighbor just to get paid. Conformity, uniformity, a decietful shroud. Carbon copies fill the crowd. No one can think for themselves anymore, clones and chronees libe the floor. The world itself entering a recession, all of its people plunging into depression. Organizations, backstabbing, and false justice there. Where have we gone when democracy's no longer fair? The world our nation has been drained of individuality and sense. All of it's inhabitants have grown dull and dense. Obsessing over vanity, leading to insanity. There are no hearts, no souls. The aspiring have lost their goals. Hatred, rancor, death, and war. Venom, uproar, control, abhor. No one knows what they're living for.
- by Fallen Angel Aiden |
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- | Submitted on 07/07/2009 |
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- Title: Modern Life
- Artist: Fallen Angel Aiden
- Description: I wrote this in English class one day when I was feeling kind of emo. Writing is the best way to vent!
- Date: 07/07/2009
- Tags: modern life
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