Its inside was never filled,
Never understood its kind.
Its existance was legit for it
but the other minds.

Supposed to be the best,
never made it there.
LOVE was only HE wanted
But refused to be granted.

The sphere was pretty indeed
and 'it' stuffed her with no love,
But hatred and Tyranny.
HE did no guilt.
Still,
The Justice was mere.

Tis foolish is it not not?

How a man shalt get his kicks off some strange woman on a magazine cover
Yet whilst at the same time

There's a model right next to him!!!!