the knowledge of truth is how things really are not how things should be
or how you want it to be
your phone rings every minutes, why?
I might be in love but i'm not a fool
sitting here with my illuminating smoke
listening to the silent of night
i'm asking myself
why are they not paying attention to themselves
i desire mercy not sacrifice
we all have evil thoughts in our minds
the question is do we entertain them
to borrow strength builds weakness
why depending on something for survivor
to love and to nature
don't give me that look,
bunch of mediocrity going to church every Sunday just to talk about what i look like
love
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