Egowar
Rich Gang
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She flirts with disaster
Always conscious, timeless pastor
Her presence enigmatic
No senseless time to waste
She juggles mime with laughter like a war
But exists in a silicone breed
There's only time for judgements
For others she needless say
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Oh I'm tired
Of wanting some space
By myself
With no one lurking around
