PlayedA Poem by TammeJust think of the media and exploitationLook at me, Once living a normal life, So ask me why, How, It was me, Pathetically... May devour the innocent. Digested. With the excrement Dressed up And shipped out.
So it's here... High on the food chain... The flawless sit. And how they should be it.
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