Sunday, November 15, 2020

321 of 366: At this point, you guys are hopeless I can only hope there's few of you

Grown men crying on words
Always falling on their woes
Tears they show are not real
Their struggle is nothing
Compare to what we feel
We don't give a damn
If that is their best
They asked for power and more
So they should put it all to test
Your logic are flawed
The moment you had faith
In something so hollow
That is clearly fake
You'd rather drown in awful things
And defend the false and wrongs
Than admit that you were wrong

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