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I had to write a poem about repression for english class, so today while we were in the band room, I took the time to write it. I warn you, it is very emo, and is NOT real.

No more lies, no more crimes.
No more ego self-inflation.
No more greed, no more death.
No more cries of mutilation.

Filled with anger, filled with hate.
That is what I was.
When searching for an answer,
All there is, is "just because."

I can't remember what I did,
Was it my own soul I bid?
My memory wiped clean,
Was the grass ever green?

No more lies, no more crimes.
No more ego self-inflation.
No more greed, no more death.
No more cries of mutilation.