Fallacy Poem by Chosen Reject

Fallacy



life is a formulated fad
and nobody's born bad
he senses a wandering mind, so beautiful
oh it's the end

Why? When it all starts well.Then?
And you end it all with hell

like is a formulated fad
suddenly everyone's born bad
he wanted more than he could ever grant him
oh it's a mistake

Why? When it all starts well.Then?
And you end it all with hell

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