The truth
The hole truth
Nothing but
What
we here today?
What is truth?
A man once asked
Life-
given that day...
There's a truth.
Another deeper still...
And if you search hard enough you end up in his will.
Lies
Little lies
Others more acute
When tutored by the master's
Those lies are Really Bute!
Good turns to evil
Bitter becomes sweet
Darkness Cast's out light..
Time comes to retreat...
Praise him in his glory
The deed is done.
Time to get gooey
You daughters and sons...
Be the one taken from the breast...
If we gave all the glory
The earth could have a rest.
- Author: Valiantstar (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 15th, 2024 01:58
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 16
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