I can't run like a fugitive from self
I wish I could, oops! A problem
My dangling carcass stuck to my legs
Seeping my thoughts wherever it led
Tailing my actions like a fed
Praying I live, while I'm wishing him dead
In a coliseum of disarray I pry
*********** my fears untethered
Getting laid like a new bride
Who lost it to youth and pride
Now what I garner don't abide
Only sprouts and goes wild
The realness is absurd from real
And is a clutter of mumbo jumbo
Life here is bedeviled and it vilifies
Goodness, nurtures sin and vice
Makes palatial the welcome of lies
As truth gets below the turf and dies.
Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 8:18 PM UTC
I can't run like a fugitive from self
I wish I could, oops! A problem
My dangling carcass stuck to my legs
Seeping my thoughts wherever it led
Tailing my actions like a fed
Praying I live, while I'm wishing him dead
In a coliseum of disarray I pry
*********** my fears untethered
Getting laid like a new bride
Who lost it to youth and pride
Now what I garner don't abide
Only sprouts and goes wild
The realness is absurd from real
And is a clutter of mumbo jumbo
Life here is bedeviled and it vilifies
Goodness, nurtures sin and vice
Makes palatial the welcome of lies
As truth gets below the turf and dies.
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