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Man builds up a castle With his own hands He is the creator Of everything on this land Then why does he create A castle so unguarenteed Into it, he initiates People because of his greed Who don't know about the cracks in the castle About the flaws it has. It starts to drizzle The drizzle becomes rain The rain becomes a violent storm And then people run in vain. The castle melts away With it, it takes away lives It was the creator's fault That no one survived The creator will pay now For the castle he built in greed Even when knowing the cracks and faults Now he will pay for his deeds.
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Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 9:02 AM UTC
The Fake Castle
Man builds up a castle With his own hands He is the creator Of everything on this land Then why does he create A castle so unguarenteed Into it, he initiates People because of his greed Who don't know about the cracks in the castle About the flaws it has. It starts to drizzle The drizzle becomes rain The rain becomes a violent storm And then people run in vain. The castle melts away With it, it takes away lives It was the creator's fault That no one survived The creator will pay now For the castle he built in greed Even when knowing the cracks and faults Now he will pay for his deeds.
That is what you get for being a fraud.
its-crimson
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Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 9:02 AM UTC
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