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My never-ending complaints

All of my perceptions wields the flag of destruction, My neighbors with the luxury home of perfection, So! Yes, I'll do a thousand and thousand objections, Because my life is running out of perfection Oh! I'm writing a book of complaints  In a coliseum; I risk but fall to demote, So how did my friend gained a victory vote? I'm just driving on the road of erode, What an insane trek on which I rode,  So, I'm writing a book of complaints I've just not seen the fire flame, But I did discern the fire extinguisher to tame, But instead becoming a hero in that game, Perhaps! The easier way to put the blame,  Oh! Complaints are giving me such pain. My sight was on the riders of the golden train, with a weary sigh, oh! I return to the violet garden of my fain, But I realized, my unconcern ruined it all again, Too much rain was not but grumbled was my pain. Alas! This book of complaint.
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Oh! Mobile


Oh mobile, mobile, mobile,

Are you some kind of a missile,

Fit in my head blitzing like a Chornobyl,

Deliberately losing eyes and damaging the lifestyle,


What is family? what is a friend?

The conversation seems so dead, seems so end,

Can you feel the souls are thirsty to amend,

Then who's the one spilling this weekend?


Let's elect what's not or what's so prime,

But scrolling seizing hours and seizing time,

Should I help them and change the clime?

Perhaps uploading a video yet is not a crime, 


What are you doing to the frame of my mind,

Gifting me anger and headache in a box of unkind,

Locked in prison that's so well designed,

So the existence is damn, damn blind.

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