Liar
Greenery is cleaning out reality and all its sounds.
Fatality of rabid hounds and fallacy so pathetic now.
Sympathetic now is rain-blade bled dry lay drained left dead lead like
Poison absorbing the wet in your head and the patterns that patented pain high.
Stains dry
Paints eyes
Sanes fine
Lying hated hate lying
I hate lying.
Fake smiling
Wake drying
Snake prying
Hide of hideous hiding.
I hate hiding.
Water torture gone for the moment.
For the blazing of the grazing of the glazing of the lights.
Am I crazy or just lazy that I stay the same high.
Am I phasing through the railing of dreary dazy nights.
Am I staying or laying in the swaying arms of lies.
Am I gone now, to bow down
Bow down?
(Right on!)
Thousand lions.
(Sighted)
Far horizons.
(Fighting)
For survival.
(Lighting.)
Up that fireeeeeeeeee!
Working undercover in cover of flames.
Cover flames with fire and fire the lames.
Liars are flames and flying the fliers.
For a liars a liar not a wall not a wire
Is stopping that from being true.
Stopping that, for seeing you?
Stopping that from eating at the soul inside the soulless you.
Forseeing who the suffering soul inside you was
But tahts not true.
In solitude solitudinous I scold at you, sold a few wars!
Fold at you touching me on the neck (with cold hands making me soar.)
Colder than that is the hands around (your heart that makes us all sore. )
Older than taht is the feeling wheeling around my cold sore heart.
Healing the demons taht feed me
Greedy stealing the seeds in me
See me.
I matter.
Dont fuck with that!
Measly
Not miserly.
That all I ask.
Wisely.
Not misery.
Can't cope with that?
Then see me and feed me with your pain.
And greedy little me will build my flame.
A matchstick I stick to your pain.
Like matches I need all the game
I had to take all your fame
And blend with bleeding and stains!
For feeling is fucking freezing!
And dealing is fucking needy!
For fleeing is fucking measly!
And stealing is fucking greedy!
But see me! (And suck my ~)
For feeling (A sense of willing)
Aye we need a denser ceiling.
For rain is coming through the sky
And drowning the light with such a beautiful shine.
A shine that is lines of lies that lie and lay a
Liar a liar! (You're pants are on fire)
Fire inspire my heart to be lighter.
Lighter be fuel for every single. Molecule.
It's not so cool calling others evil.
When even you'll be cruel when you have had a scrap with the devil's children.
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Author:
birdbard (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: April 15th, 2026 01:03
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