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Jul 2014
Tell me about the truth
I’ll tell you what’s the use
You see this world is plagued with those who say,
“Live life to the fullest, it’s all a game.”
Well let me tell you something
You might not want to know
All those peoples are your enemies
Might as well call them foes
The whole thing about this life we live
How can you know where to begin?
There is no answer
You can stop looking
It’s the searching that kills
It’s the testifying that cries
It’s the lies that burn thick holes in our souls
Let me repeat if I’m not clear
All of this is *******
Please people lend me your ears
You see, you can’t keep living this festering lie
Because believe it or not we all die
I’m tired of pretending to understand it all
But don’t you dare call me a pessimist
For that’s not true at all
My eyes have been cleaned
All dust erased
I see the truth, the light, the fate
We all have a path to live without our knowing
We think we have control
*******, there’s someone patrolling
Every move, decision, or thought
It’s not ours entirely
Come on, were you not taught?
Your footsteps are destined to meet its end
One day you’ll realize
“****, this is the end. “
So let me try to help you as much as I can
Stop. Think. Relax.
Not to sound cliché and such
But this is all some sick and twisted ride
One that we all must partake
So what I say to you, this right now
Be. Do. Go. Be.
Qori Pinto
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Qori Pinto
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