People are born
And grow up to work CONSUME and die
THERE ARE STARS ABOVE EVERY NIGHT!
....and nobody looks up.
Up above themselves and above this all.
Above this city of waste and strange contraditctions. Cement, strippers, fast food and cars.
What an incredibly sad WASTE. And it is such a trap- locking you in, and nobody wants to cut off their own leg to escape.
But how can you not?
SEE? We are all wasting away.
Something worse than death-
and the destruction of the gifts of love and life and heaven.
Twisting it into something so detrimental,
our own creation of hell.
Filled with cement, strippers, fast food and cars.
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