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Mask

Lost
Do you remember the past and the cost
The filth of machines and the fear
Advancing its hand
Panic’s near
Decay
Primal instincts slip away
Closing our minds
Torn apart
Wanting for now gone to far
Make me a mask
One I can hide behind
Forget the past
Its safety’s hard to find
Baring my head
The weight it’s all too much
The pain it mounts
Hope and thoughts are crushed
TV
Forcing its thoughts down our throats
Garbage produced
Morals broke
An assault on our life
Our death
Show concern
With all we destroy can’t we learn
Our children can’t know what we burn
Disease can be stopped
Just preserve