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by funIIguy69 Mar 6, 2007 category : Nature, environment / nature
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