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Pack Up and Leave

by The Black Bile

Hypocrisy; Freedom Isn’t Free.
Your Freedom’s A Myth, So Turn The Other Cheek.
So Pack-up And Leave.
Enslave You……
Deprive You……
You……..
You’ll Never Know The Truth.
You’ll Never Know.
Oh, My Patriots, My Citizens……..
It’s All In Their Ways,
Their Ways To Legal Murder.
Disobedient?
My Citizens……….
It’s All In Their Ways……….
Their Ways To Playing God.
A Cash Crop Death.
We’re Mur...

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Wednesday 22nd May 2019 1:45 am

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