A gust of wind far
down below
A mist of tears from
hellish snow
A thought submerged
into hotter stones
Flesh is sin to
those who know
The bang of the drums
deafened you
The shit fell off of
your broken roof
An army of devils
ensnared the dew
Innocent as kids, as
fresh as truths.
Ladies, men, they
come and go
You need new people
to throw
Amazing sins created
for
Crooked ways to
harsher course
Believe your mother
as long as you can
Guards up, always
defend
And never rely on
suspicious men
Don’t kiss cheeks
with gambling women
The world is
unchanged, you never win
You witness the
killing of your precious kin
Your shadows show a
soul so thin
You live to see the
dying wind
Mistake not my
dearest friends,
The world deceives
to far out ends
People likes fire to
set
To weaker souls
until its death
I cannot see through
broken glass
I can’t help the
problematic mass
My thoughts evil as
they come to mash
It is true fucked up
paranoia trash.
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