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a poem about fake people |
| Such misfortunate anarchy mangled with troubles and woe the terrible conditions of such a place are unseen and unheard to be thrown in such a place a place buzzing and teaming with life teaming becoming the operative word behind smiling faces lies, deceit, and betrayal such grievous upbringings hiding deep inside oneself the laughter only a shield but for those who are shield without are tormented blindingly with such sorrowful endings as these that are unheard of only because seeing, truly seeing, is something more painful than one can endure |