INCOMPLETE When I look at my reflection I can’t seem to find myself Total pain and vie rejection Seemed to be the cause itself A…

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STATE OF A NATION No means of survival From this great ship that rest upon us No one has a means to complain When we…

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Morning alarms blares With cock roars, Whistles of bullets That either thrust into anyone, Or reminds us of our elapsing time. Like our shadow dash…

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