JusticeA Poem by Sad Unc Days 3562
Guilty even if proven innocent.
Permanently under the watchful eye for the crime you have committed / are committing / will commit (please delete as applicable) A world gripped by fear ready to amputate its head, to prevent a bruise from forming and rules ... Rules are meant to be followed, not questioned. Nor the implements enforcing them. See, it's the rules. Ah, but are the system designers qualified? We'll let the machines think for us! locking the lock, and throwing the key through the bars. © 2025 Sad Unc Days 3562 |
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Added on December 29, 2025 Last Updated on December 29, 2025 AuthorSad Unc Days 3562AboutFinally cracked, and the pain is spilling forth is this a good thing? more.. |
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