Confusion and frustration are present
We may be lost in the shuffle
Just get it together immediately
And move on the double
Nothing but pandemonium
Not a soul knows what is taking place
Some people are bound to run
And shield themselves from the bitter disgrace
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Author:
The Brooklyn Six Project™ (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: December 27th, 2017 14:15
- Category: Sad
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