Look around at what you see then tell me that it's just me wherever man touches the world a scar seems to appear poison fills the air but man doesn't have a care he moves on with death close behind he has money on his mind there will come a time when the last is used he will be judged with no excuse
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Every thing Man touches currently appears to die, nicely expressed write
Greed drives the machine that devours in gluttony with no regard for self future or that of others. Nice write
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