Success?A Poem by Harleyhrthdtgalpha male The biggest buck A lonely path Dark and cold The quest for domination "world control" The thirst for wealth Like a leech at your back sucking away the life But you got to top Did what you must To satisfy your lust Burnt Bridges Lost friends Slaughtered million Poisoned billions And none can escape your death grip Holding tight but you got no real control That parasite of greed is the one that pulls the strings You are only the masters puppet A f*****g glutton to this world Turing it dust You corporate machine oxitdating rust
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Added on December 19, 2011 Last Updated on December 19, 2011 AuthorHarleyCAAboutHarley cross country Pop punk Crust punk Hardcore Bass guitar Xbox 360 (CARCINOGENxCOM) PS3 (TrailerParkHo) Philosophy Physics I have a lot to say but the word of this world can't even .. more..Writing
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