This won't be the dopest shit I ever wrote.
Love probably won't ever feel as toxic as before when naivity and forgiveness morphed into being your best friend..
The signs of the times will more than likely be more apparent now than ever before and you don't even read the Bible.
Hate and injustice steals the face of your newborn if the colours' right.
Being cut from a different cloth never felt so pure.
Lines never looked weak and embarrassing,
Hope seems to be a distant memory
Fighting and arguing to prove a point has become is fugal, so tiresome, so damn repetitive,
WHAT ARE WE LIVING FOR?
Are we truly dying to live if we're only living to die?
How much longer will this ill-written piece of thoughts mashed together go on?
Are we not unprepared humans?
Unpredictable people desperately searching for anything to be positive..
I don't know anything anymore.
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