Propoganda
Lies and truth
Finely blended to
Hypnotise sheeple gatherings of
Believers

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Am in love with you

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Dusk
Returning home
End of day
After the day's toil
Tired

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Tantrums
We judged
You didn't care
And called your living
Whimsical

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Dreams
Some die
Some come true
A Ferris wheel ride
Life

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The catalyst for a great day

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Listen

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Sunset
A thought
Put to rest
For developing into a
Sunrise

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Stained
With blood
The conscience sags
But does not prevent
Violence

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Booms
Interspersed with
Screaming and wailing
Has me yearning for
Silence

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