you spit on those who built you do not wonder when they’ll leave you to rot





dreaming about leaving you for good
you nasty bastard
bloodsucker
stormtrooper
coldhearted shithole
you traitor.

I’m dreaming about leaving you for good
let you rot
in your disgusting
sad
we-keep-it-as-it-was way of living.

one day
I’ll leave you for good
and you’ll pity yourself
for never wanting to change
good old
schwarz-rot-gold called Germany



Sarah Claire Way

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