Would you buy and sell?
Your body, your soul
Corps never loses, smell
The picture, never hole
Disgusted and empty
Is this what we want?
Painful to think eternity
Turn back, simply cant
Money, fame...WANT!
Needful things, forgot
Societys dream, a taunt
Poor children, minds locked.
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