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I haven't posted a real poem in this journal thingy in a long time, I should seriously attend to that then. But I'm going to cheat by putting in a poem that I have previously written instead of coming up with one on the top of my head like I use to.

Upgraded Comfortability

Turned Away from decadence
Only to turn to the reason
Of why such malice waits
Just until you are gone
You thought you were better
But magistrates had judged
To condemn you to this haven
To wave the good with bad intent
Everyone is such a mute
Walking in without a chute
Nothing to hold your ground
Then you discover that you are bound
Mentality strikes a proposition
Either you go to these issuers
Or suffer from decomposition
Only to figure upgraded comfort ability…