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The thoughs of a little girl
Crowds are gathering in forces.
Sweat running down their bodies in courses.
The animalistic cries they make.
Each one dying for the other's sake.
And they pursue the American Dream.
That black lump of coal with the mischievous gleam.
They run for stars and fall to the earth.
Time rewinds to the time of their birth.
Over and over they live forever.
Their beliefs are seen as oh so clever.
And I remain and watch them fall.
As they cry their last dying call.
Their heart's are covered with the reaper's veil.
The Anthem I sing as we all fail.





 
 
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