i am filling the void with you.
the mother wolf of a starved suckling nation.
our blue collar nooses don't satiate her
we need the TV static to drown out the moaned pleads of poverty to help us sleep
at night
and broad casted upper class lullabies
shaking in the sheets at the thought of a pixilated revolution
we expose human fallacy via single sentence updates
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