life is not fair but do you know what i called perfect
living the way you talk it
we like to use our fellow humans but my problem is pretending like you don't know what you're doing
renew your mind and regain your foresight
God help tomorrow,
i don't want to encounter them where i don't like
i know i like it solitary
but renewed of my heart every hour is necessary
what kind of conversation is going on in your head
mine is fucking me up
voices in my head won't let me tell you how difficult for me to understand
why i can't say it
my unclean heart wont let my pure heart emerge
but i know it will someday
don't be afraid, just believe
i know it's mine
but the world is not listening neither do they understand
if life is really a bitch i rather posses her than to bed her
love
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