Hate me but don’t tell me lies


Whole world turning,

hell we burning,

every thing we learnin,

We can’t be certain,

 

word to each person,

cursed with peace in burdens,

important because the lack of these deterrents,

beauty defined by what we interpret,

perfect bliss searching,


speak a soul we leased,

through each curtain,

your eyes slurrin,

your sight blurrin,

 

keep the truth,

keep the green version,

only need the pardon we beg,

between the flaw that we breed,

 

am I a dragon with the fire I breathe,

dream inspired by the subtle sound of the creek,

I evolve from the leak we receive,

as it seep from my trip when I peak,


I weep as you bleed out my soul,

on my dreams I don’t have,

because I do not sleep,

rest is for the weak,

 

for a week I tweak,

until the sea consume the edge of the sky,

so the universe connects to moments you lead…

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Fake Pills are Poetic
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Original poems written for poor people on drugs mostly

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