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PersonsA warm person, the sun it shines today
A cold person, left you standing in the rain
Such a bold persons, they let nothing in the way
Just sold persons, buying int all today
Why must the persons sit, when they know they don't fit in?
A sole person, he just laughs
One hundred thousand, they just cry
And everyone wants to know, why?
The persons they have rules
The government to maintain law
There have been many who've crossed the line
Some to avoid the trying times
Persons, running from persons
Persons, getting by
Persons, living underground
Persons, getting high
Why must things happen?
How does this person get by?
Persons in charge of justice
Persons commit the crimes.
4/27/1982 November 9, 2005 @ 01:52 pm | Category: Writing
