a paragraph of lies.
Never ending superficial babble.
A painless way to label yourself forsaken.
Ants are social creatures.
This is a waste.
In just a moment,
Your hollow words will fade away.
Empty promises riddled with failure,
Redemption of integrity decays.
Self loathing frames of monotony.
Dependant on the approval of others.
Altercation is evolving in the corner of my eye.
From my vantage point I will perform genocide.
I won't give you the attention,
I won't give you the satisfaction.
I'm not alone here.
I'll do what I need to do,
This is no place for your problems.
No one could ever notice you leave,
you lead the life of a moron.
Only one thing is absolute,
You are waste.
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