Trying to keep it real in a world full of fakeness,
Caring for others just occurs less and less,
Since 2020,
Does anyone confess?
Sins are stable,
They make people able.
To accept demons on the inside,
Is this the final ride?
Nobody has morals these days,
I guess being an asshole pays.
Evil is rewarded on this planet,
Ending soon as God commanded it.
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Shaunmatthewcpoetry (
Offline) - Published: October 19th, 2024 02:48
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I don't think there are 'bad old days' nor 'good old days'. Humans have been the same since creation, I say.
Yeah just manipulation I guess.
Excellent
Much appreciated.
You're welcome
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