Don't try to lie to yourself.
Or others.
You always knew the truth
Was only a half white.
The rest was dark magic.
It's the reason some of us
Can rise so difficultly to the top.
While we watch the others burn.
Without so much as a wave goodbye.
It's why talk is cheap.
And everything else costs you dearly.
Oh yes, it is a pretty,
And supposed rarity among most.
Just remember,
When you bring your wordless face
To the final count,
To make sure that you, yourself
Didn't get gypped.
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 11:31 PM UTC
Don't try to lie to yourself.
Or others.
You always knew the truth
Was only a half white.
The rest was dark magic.
It's the reason some of us
Can rise so difficultly to the top.
While we watch the others burn.
Without so much as a wave goodbye.
It's why talk is cheap.
And everything else costs you dearly.
Oh yes, it is a pretty,
And supposed rarity among most.
Just remember,
When you bring your wordless face
To the final count,
To make sure that you, yourself
Didn't get gypped.
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