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Sunday, March 22, 2015

Like some gaping sore

Must I keep silent and pretend I don't see
I wonder and wonder about inconsistency
Why would I want it: this rebellious charade
People are griping their thoughts on parade

How can we help them? We're falling apart..
Publishing nonsense that saddens the heart
Where are the people, the members,  the crew
Resigning and running from people like you

How can this be possible? We represent all
We gather together and meetings we call
But in between meetings the gossips galore
Shine for the people like some gaping sore

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