the air is cold tonight, can you feel the heat
space is scarce and crowded, walking along deserted streets
rough pounding feet, softly gracing the ground
murmurous heart beats, deafening to the sound.
tastefully sweet, salt had never been so sour
knowledge is bliss and those ignorant hold power
standing patiently by the hour while hastily running out of time
many quick to speak, without a single thought in their mind
compassion for mankind thats why humanity plays cruel
a free nation imprisoned, by societal rules


'stand for nothing, fall for everything'



*edited for punctuality

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