I am the bridge between water and oil
The line between moral and inquitious.
I stand in a lonely place
Disputing my very arguments
Leaving you addled while amaze
I rescued your heart from war
And fire the arrow that made it scar
I am the definition that does not explain itself
I am the guy you love to have
And hate to know
My rumination is the feather that sunk the wale
My pride is small but caused us much pain
I told you the truth and still I'm a liar
This remorseful man will never apologise
I'm loyal to your face without ****** expectation
I am the image of complex sincerity
It is dejectedly funny how many still don't know me
Despite reading the truth, you still doubt me
Jun 23, 2020
Jun 23, 2020 at 3:30 AM UTC
I am the bridge between water and oil
The line between moral and inquitious.
I stand in a lonely place
Disputing my very arguments
Leaving you addled while amaze
I rescued your heart from war
And fire the arrow that made it scar
I am the definition that does not explain itself
I am the guy you love to have
And hate to know
My rumination is the feather that sunk the wale
My pride is small but caused us much pain
I told you the truth and still I'm a liar
This remorseful man will never apologise
I'm loyal to your face without ****** expectation
I am the image of complex sincerity
It is dejectedly funny how many still don't know me
Despite reading the truth, you still doubt me
A Simple Complex Mind
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