Sat, 05/25/2013 - 11:10 -- Jwise25

Rubble under rubble
nowhere to build
what all this is trouble
that no one should feel
what we have does not belong
what what we thought was good what we thought was ours it was all wrong
we find ourselves searching in our own bubble
all it is is rubble over rubble

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