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 Who makes sense in this world any more , we want no wait we demand so much and give so little waking up with a sense of entitlement who cares what life gives you as long as an image is kept  who has time for love when there are countless persons that give it up for free that temporary passion 
what is life? Its decided by a finger point at your foe and he will stop ti exist  tell lies and your family will turn their back on you but seek you when convenient 
friends? What are those people stabbing backs pretending they care but breaking trust every chance they can who can we trust if our own blood betrays us
where has the beauty of this world gone where can you look away to if everywhere misery is present  such hateful world greedy world we have become he who has money controls all where speaking your mind is a crime 
praying to a God that seems has forsaken our beautiful lives letting wars go unchecked how many more must die in order to finally have peace 
the few may not make sense  but all is seen and all is written