Corruption

by funIIguy69   Mar 6, 2007


We cannot make,
This beauty around us
So, instead we take,
It, corrupt and remake it.

We kill everything,
Forever blind to the destruction,
Always smiling,
Thinking only, of ourselves.

Don't you come crying to me,
When you realize what you have done,
When you finally see,
Where you're headed, and what it means

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