I've been there
and i've been mistreated..
the lies that lies
over the hedgerow of our mind
being entangled,
being bit,
being dissolved,
into something that we don't want to be..
something that we hate..
we should fight,
we should start it,
the revolution of our mind
deep inside ourselves
we could find something..
that won't budge
won't move
won't be changed
forever
our conscience..
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