One by one they march among us
All alike but none with sense
If soemthing is real, why must it hide
Those with something decent within their mind
Want something to happen, so to prove themselves wrong
Let's hope it arrives before long
The sphere of fake smiles has no more vision
Left and center, it no longer beats on.
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Poetry~
my poems. ^^
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