When the idioticity of a maniac, sounded in my ears & pierced through my mind; It induced a lot of pain, though, it is of a known kind. These people are ungrateful and insensitive, Who are living on pity of God; I can't understand why nature is bearing these, Who are a huge burden even after, being an empty pod. Maybe because they show us, that animals are better than humankind; God bestowed them best eyes, but still they are very blind. There mind filled with filth, there mouth filled with lies; There works full of malice, they like to live in disguise. They labor to pile up pelf till there last breath; They try to fool themselves until they come to death. Now I'm feeling very fortunate, that I like to be alone; Rather being with these people, who are dumber than their phone. But it is not the whole truth in real, that I like to be alone; I just like to have a true & kind & a lively friendzone. No-one is really alone in this world, always surrounded with life; From...
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