Blindsided

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Poetry

This generation has a hundred years to pay for

A thousand lies cannot restore

The opppression of the spirit

As we know it to exist

 

Bury the hatred

Slaves we are bred

Controlled by the stagnant power

Conditioned to ignore

 

Murder the truth

Leave broken and bruised

Swallow the pills they give you

 

Blindsided

Again and again

Fallen, our will is shattered

No salvation

Why can't we escape

The world denies we exist

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