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sorrow anger fear and lack of motivation many a cause for all this frustration things are long gone that will never be back and i feel so many reasons to attack attack this anger, attack this fear i wish i could draw close friends no matter how far or near wilted is the rose no longer it grows another will come along as the planter sews but the rose will not be the same it will not, cannot replace the one that had grown when the planter had begun perfect little world everything is right how can that be when someone's always feeling this fight the thoughts of society are the evil of today attack them with justice but they never go away pity do I take on all of the mortal kind for instead of attacking straightforward we attack from behind wilted is the rose no longer it grows another will come along as the planter sews but the rose will not be the same it will not, cannot replace the one that had grown when the planter had begun scared by the corrupted and immoralized stand up and fight back against their lies be not of machine but of your mind share the wealth with all mankind forget this candy coated life, i ripped mine bear no longer do i see lies because the truth now lies there open your eyes there is no truth in disguise society is what i despise Written November 23rd, 2001 © on Nov 23 2001 12:56 PM PST   0 • 10