leader :: destroyer

turn around and look

the streets are burning with conspiracy.

wake up and its all the same

decide.

decide or die.

who should choose to cut these ties

who's next in line?

its almost time.

the months & years

just passing by us

can't you stop and see the damage?

just breathe the air,

you'll taste the plastic.

anonyminity in fashion

names disposed

along with passion

lets forget the pain of knowing

and dress it up in tacit clothing

reject the base

you needn't fain

begin to relapse

into nothing

and now conceive

with lucid dreams

the stigma etched

into your brain.










Author's Notes/Comments: 

a satire. rough draft.

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