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To Become
Society's filled so dark
A sickness fit to last
A hasty hungry shark
A one that bites the glass
The air turns a poison mist
and the grass turns to a distant waste
A glare becomes a fist
and then a flower becomes erased
A sickness fit to last
A hasty hungry shark
A one that bites the glass
The air turns a poison mist
and the grass turns to a distant waste
A glare becomes a fist
and then a flower becomes erased
