Mistreat.
Everyone needs some trust
Everyone needs some lust
Everyone has thier must
Everyone shall turn to dust
Choose not to believe
Keep trying to succeed
Top of the pack?
Or not quite the lead?
Even with the vagabond
Hopes and dreams all gone
Sold to the local pawn
Now to run a hustler or a con
Not much meaning behind these words
Raining adjectives, nouns, and even verbs
The sky is falling if you care to observe
Most of what I say must be absurd
There is no honor left to preserve
Nothing off limits no need to conserve
Top ranking chiefs will even concur
A quit solution is what they prefer
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