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Is any hope for us, or are the rumors true?
Are we just the mulch and that accrues?
Can we from this?

I've seen expressions in stores.
I've smelled wafting up from these shores.
This is not a celebration of slipping some crack.
is sloth and devastation and we're the resulting trash.

Count all fingers tonight.
And believe you find!
(I'm sick of small talk in this rotting chowline.)

Can we
We our heads and run for the gutter!

Toby Keith's horses and Toby men
put us all in our place.
It's a hug when there's so much MORE to love,
when there's steaks and hearts jammed in face.

This is the fucking slop line and scratching with our hooves.
How much of evolution we finally disprove?

Count all your tonight.
I believe what we find.
Can we
We cover our and we run for the gutter!

Mother,
I'm sorry. was nowhere left to run.
We fought and we fought our bullets ran out,
and took us one by one.
Mother,
Im sorry. We had barely begun.
This will be the letter from your only son.
I do not believe!
as one...