corruptionBlinded by the lies of the corrupt, The mass waiting for the time to erupt, Tired of the lies that were spread, In all the articles that are read, The truth had been denied, The leaders we trusted has lied. The knowledge that is known, they don't think we should own, for the age of the noble is back, While the peasants are in tack, A rebellion is needed for order, to weed out the corruption in our border.corruption
love not meant to betime of lovers has passed, their paths have crossed, Seperate ways have been decided though the paths had colided, a love that was destined, Was always meant to end, A love that was not meant to be, Will never seice to be the key, Of the fuel for the insanity, In the minds of the humanity.love not meant to be
insane of the heart and mindThrough the pain in his heart, as if a ruined piece of art, without any true love, like a single white dove, in this forsaken land, single knife in his hand, his death is internal, his love is eternal, Wishing for his demise, He will never realize, those who care about him, He might seem dim, thinking about the strike, planning on ending it on a hike, to a place that is remote, where music is with no note, with his dreams of revolution, with a poem of his devotion, at the end of his time, he can not do it for a dime.insane of the heart and mind
The Insane MindPain searing through the chest, Always coming without any rest, All about one single lass, Reaching out to the mass, Driving the sane crazy in the mind, Never realizing what they find, Till the hour of judgment come, When they finally catch some, The truth lies in within their sanity, But their mind is mixed with insanityThe Insane Mind
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~*~Illusion~*~
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I Gave You My Purity
My Purity You Stole
~*~Illusion~*~
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I Gave You My Purity
My Purity You Stole
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Reality is wrong
Dreams are Real
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Reality is wrong
Dreams are Real
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Reality is wrong
Dreams are Real
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To be or not to be, that is the question......
I like a lot of things, but love very little things, and don't trust most people. so ya, later peeps!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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