Hate and Satisfaction. Acceptance and Rejection.

foolish anger i do not blame her she can not touch the sky all she sees is love and we are all together entwined to be designed foolish anger i do not blame her she can not touch the sky all she sees is love and we are all together entwined to be designed don't you know when you Discriminate all it bleeds is just hate so remember your fate and the murder and the drugs money and the things but are all these qualities inbreed between our eyes i can tell you its not your third eye blind open your mind can't you see all this negative you can find in the media and all things of its kind foolish anger i do not blame her she can not touch the sky all she sees is love and we are all together entwined to be designed we live in a world hate and satisfaction acceptance and rejection some say traditional i see irrational observance correspondence and the media belief spreads wide spreads grief and leads to the thief of misconstrued relief all the people see is a world with a focus hate and satisfaction acceptance and rejections foolish anger i do not blame her she can not touch the sky all she sees is love and we are all together entwined to be designed generations of many goals of collections and directions filled with all the empty elections then corrections you say traditional all i see is irrational wait could it be just the passion and the dreams is all that the ocean and the streams have created within imagine a world left in the sun gold in the sky clouds of what came clouds of what come diamonds on the souls searching this land only wanting to be free in a world of hate and satisfaction acceptance and rejection foolish anger i do not blame her she can not touch the sky all she sees is love and we are all together entwined to be designed whats with this hate wheres the satisfaction all this acceptance leads to rejection with every moment etched in some back stone my friend bobby dylan takes my soul before we all go down we will all remember this young mans aching brow something will all find us when were buried in the snow Pompeii was just a mystery and now it is our home consumed with a sense of hate and satisfaction acceptance then rejections foolish anger i do not blame her she can not touch the sky all she sees is love and we are all together entwined to be designed Foolish Anger I do not blame her She can not touch the sky all she sees is love and we are all together entwined to be designed Foolish anger i can only blame her she lives in the sky never knew love always together entwined by design

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