Kicked and thrown aside.
Scarred for life.
Enduring pain and misfortune.
The faceless.
The untouchables.
The filth that litter the streets.
The very beings no one wants to become.
The faceless.
Tossed about like garbage.
Shattered dreams.
Smashed and tattered to the core.
The faceless.
The forsaken.
The undignifying.
The forgotten.
The faceless
They work hard and get nothing in return.
They starve while the rich mock them and amuse themselves...
But they keep an oath to all who abuse them...
To human eyes...
They are only pigs in the mud.
But once the world is depleted
of all necessities...
The rich who mocked and the ones who terrorised them...
will have no were to go...
The faceless will come out to play...
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Xx As I Lay Dying xX
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You ask and I will tell.
This freedom is something
I've always wanted and
could never have.
But if freedom means forgetting
what I once held dear...
You can keep it.
This freedom is something
I've always wanted and
could never have.
But if freedom means forgetting
what I once held dear...
You can keep it.
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