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Tha-Paper — Dying City
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Description Decrepit bricks flow like a rough river,
     Into a dying city of sadness.

Lifeless poets’ spoken words deliver,
     Death, murder, rape, greed, gossip, and madness.

Soulless bodies drag along the pavement,
     The destination unknown to others.

Terrible jobs show signs of enslavement,
     Awful wages looking for another,
          Refined job to keep the money flowing.

Empty, desolate wasteland of education,
     Kids with the drugs, dames, dope, are still growing,
          The streets do not have examinations.

The dying city, a test for the strong,
     Where the feeble and frail do not belong.
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