Dead End

I am from the Nothing good,

Move away? I think I should.

Life will live, death will die.

Simple Things and Living a Lie.

I hail from the Smallest Town

Where No one is allowed to Frown.

Why should I be Part of the Game?

Everyone's face must be the Same.

Routine motion, living on rails,

Only wishing I had some Sails.


The End

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