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People with dreams
and people with priorities
always seem
to rule the majority
hopes
shattered
goals
battered
sometimes it seems
what you do doesn't matter

Worriful screams
erupting from the masses
always heard
from buildings and from classes
dreams
broken
plans
spoken
though not carried out
except through a pout

what we want
what we need
what we know
all turns to greed

what we want
what we need
what we believe
becomes our creed

just live
then breath

People with dreams
and people with priorities
always seem
to rule the majority
hopes
shattered
goals
battered
sometimes it seems
what you do doesn't matter
but in the end, it always matters
©2007-2009 ~Angerous
:iconangerous:

Author's Comments

Thought I'd change things up.

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:iconlisium:
This is very good (no suprise) and I think you should put at the ending 'but in the end, it always matters', it is going to my fav either way though :D

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Her lips were red
Her looks were free
Her hair as yellow as gold
Her skin as white as leprosy
The nightmare life in death was she
Who chilled mans blood with cold
:iconangerous:
alright I'll try out. And thanks.

--
"Do your worst."
-The Count of Monte Cristo
:iconlisium:
No problem, and thanks for actually taking my advice and just so you know I think you are the first to take it, lol

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Her lips were red
Her looks were free
Her hair as yellow as gold
Her skin as white as leprosy
The nightmare life in death was she
Who chilled mans blood with cold
:icontonbo87:
sugoi!! wow I rlly like this one a lot =D nice job as always ^^

--
If you don't understand my silence, you can't understand my words
:iconangerous:
Muchos grande, gracious!

--
"Do your worst."
-The Count of Monte Cristo
:iconarethoes:
Awesome, i really like it.

--
Over or under, to heaven or hell,
The offer remains, my soul to sell.
If the deed I commit, Damned I may be,
To rot away, in purgatory.

The Sins of Lavitz Carter
:iconangerous:
thanks.

--
“The only tragedy is to allow part of us to die -- whether it is our spirit, our creativity or our glorious uniqueness. ”
–Gilda Radner

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