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tainted

We rise, we fall
The nature of us all
Anything is possible
We’re all accountable
The pressure of payments
Signing the agreements
Our soul taken
I wish I was mistaken

Like its our den
A paper and pen
The screen so bright
Straining our sight
Pushing to the edge
no knowledge
Wisdom is lost
Giving me a frost

It makes me hibernate
This world.. frustrate
Please comprehend
I only have one friend
His name is i
Hes so shy
He just wants to die
Written by Bob27
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