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That's you, You fool You jest. With life, You flirt You jab. No lines, You cross You invade. **** off Your mind You scream. Swine them You act Your scene. Stroke your own ego **** Only a fool jests When the guillotine stands You dare flirt when Your face is like a jab The invasion failed When you crossed rebellion Your mind screams **** "I beg to differ. I'm so different." I've seen enough. The act stops, At this very scene. Meaning doesn't mean Meaningless things. I bet, with Closed eyes You make bets. Black is your comfort In your little world; It's your safety blanket You haven't thrown.
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Apr 14, 2017
Apr 14, 2017 at 6:14 PM UTC
Reversed Reverance
That's you, You fool You jest. With life, You flirt You jab. No lines, You cross You invade. **** off Your mind You scream. Swine them You act Your scene. Stroke your own ego **** Only a fool jests When the guillotine stands You dare flirt when Your face is like a jab The invasion failed When you crossed rebellion Your mind screams **** "I beg to differ. I'm so different." I've seen enough. The act stops, At this very scene. Meaning doesn't mean Meaningless things. I bet, with Closed eyes You make bets. Black is your comfort In your little world; It's your safety blanket You haven't thrown.
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jay-ashford
Apr 14, 2017
Apr 14, 2017 at 6:14 PM UTC
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