DynWhileStillAlive
So mundane so much pain,strain and pressure on the brain... This battlefield of win or lose is a facade.. We're all losers in this decaying world we call home. No rights to compensate for all the wrongs. Never yielding to lookers who shout just quit and give up.. Broken beaten and scared from all the emotional torments which follow our everydays.What hope is there for all of us if there's no hope of change. deranged conflict killing over leftovers deprived of the will to thrive unwilling to acknowledge we're all dyn while still alive.
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