And they think I'm weak

The sea rages upon the shores of a forgotten land which was once a place of commerce and trade as American grew to learn: how to live, build, invent, and corrupt. Scientists took intricate ideas and placed them upon a pedastal that at first grew based upon need, but then as the hourglass turned grew upon greed and hunger, fulfilling the interests of poverty-stricken natives, and the pockets of tainted men. Children slept in their parents corridors, and parlors, as they were mixed as one. Aliens survived on the streets off of scraps and droppings of bread. And yet, the men without back-breaking labor to define their manhood Stood intrepid, against all odds Defiling the minds of the nations people, And comfortably sleeping in their softened beds, in bliss, everynight. And the density of our minds, seeps into an everlasting dream as we take our finals steps off the plank and into to rcoky shores, from abandoned lands, And America as a whole, falls In lakc of agreement, and order. The year: 2010 Nostradamus predicts the end of the world.
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