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Nov 2018
With tears
In my eyes
I smile,
I cry
And comfort my soul
With lies
"Maybe it's just big dream-
A nightmare
Or something
But beyond cruel"
Life is pain,
With a smile you gain
Enemies more
Often in garments
Of friendship.
Saints ****
Just be holy
While Sinners
Pursue hell.
We live to ****,
You become my competition
I make it my mission
To feed you
to the lions.
So they  may enjoy the meal
While i share the riches alone,
Laughing at mute money.
Thando
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Thando
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