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Innocent Tata Nov 2016
The beauty in this beast/
has gone beyond its reach/
love was the sin/
hate might redeam him/
tears on the blanket's cold shoulder/
Just one more time for some hallelujah/

please hold close as my sanity drifts away/ pining on the fantasies of my escape/
Love was never the truth/
But the sedative cozening root/

The sleeping beauty's shotgun/
The sleeping beauty's shotgun/

Love porsche
Vladimir s Krebs Dec 2016
I walk the road I chose to follow.
Playing ***** screamed your shot is wacked? How to escape the truth you don't want to show your real self.


Like a shadow your self image lies like spray painting a broken angery mind that won't admit weight from wrong.





Insanity  or guilty of all your mistakes you ran instead of writing the new storie you justchews to cras an burn.

No creative ways to redeam your self.



The house if truth will make the light as bright if you speak the truth or just keep lying.



Being fake may just smash all your teeth out being fake fit you is ditch
Now it's your grave.



Being true speaking your mind making the road turn to pathes to all crazy opportunist .


Be true your own willl write society's  next move.


A posey is just a flower but
A rose is the truth about your life.
A rose is a reward for guiding the broken weak lost to the next game.
Chose between making your self image fake or true

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