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Atticus Mortimer

Rookie - 1 Points (September 7th 1995 / Greensboro)

Wretched


Pointless,
Worthless,
Wretched,
that's all we seem,
to be,
buzzing through life,
advancing ourselves,
in our menial jobs,
instead of advancing,
our kind,
or even,
our community,
we fight wars,
every day,
with no real purpose,
but don't give up dear one,
we can always,
choose not to be,
Wretched

Submitted: Wednesday, January 29, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, January 29, 2014

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