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Murder

How many of us live,
eyes half-closed, denying our world potential?
All too afraid to face Truth and find something to believe in.

Am I the naive idealist?
Just another teenager, blood stirred by stolen beer and stronger words?

Don't tell me.

Let me be inspired, enlightened, awakened,
and believe in my own revelation.

Because your cold pessamistic ways,
jaded minds


Kill my hopeful Soul.

All I ask is honesty.

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